The show, which pairs poems and prose with images, is a mixed bag. Kathryn Polk's relief print Non-Indigenous Woman is the best of the bunch. It seems to be about the belief that Phoenix is haunted by the ghosts of the Hohokam, the now-vanished people who thrived in the Salt River Valley centuries before Midwesterners in climatic denial came and built tract houses and golf courses. A white woman in a shirtdress stands in a desert wilderness, bent backwards at an impossible angle. Awkward and out of place in this sun-baked terrain, she looks a bit frightened, the way some people look when they realize they've made a wrong turn and ended up in south Phoenix. Behind her, a shadow in the shape of a primitive human form looms on the ground. It's a ghost of the last people who lived here, and a reminder that we, too, may become a future generation's urban legend. Polk's image, rendered in stark black lines, shows why urban myths are so pervasive: There's a bit of truth in those tall tales.