The line between gray winter and bright-eyed spring dims today adrift in the chill of feathery fair-weather clouds and the short, shrill songs of rain-soaked…
The line between gray winter and bright-eyed spring dims today adrift in the chill of feathery fair-weather clouds and the short, shrill songs of rain-soaked…
Suppose you were trapped in some bad country song as a steel guitar ratchets your brain your truck won’t start your mother-in-law won’t stop There’s…
Let’s write a dim, pastoral scene at the edge of a cliff far from a city of swans then perhaps, relive the scene from its…
Riding on horses those pale, pinched faces in times where one year became ten in the lines on their haggard faces. The hard battlefield opened…
Way back before the pretty girls fled leaving that bland country like a silk blouse ripping in the wind those scattered threads long thrashed by…
The brilliant western sun in glorious burnt orange fury is headed out to pasture Making room for a seamless starry night for those bright incandescent…
Then came the standard beauty questions: “What have you contributed to your school, your community, your family, and to your country?” Did we ever get…