What are these things ( Read more... )

The parking lot was empty when Bud and Robby hit each other.  Bud had been looking for his guns n’ roses album that had fallen near his feet while Robby tried to light his cigarette.  Neither had seen the other and then-wham-they crashed ( Read more... )

Linda and Barry drove north toward the mountains.  The sun beat on them; the top of the convertible had been let down.  The wind and dirt swarmed and lifted Linda’s blond hair.  “Wooee!” she screamed.  She raised her arms way up high and looked at Barry.  “You feel this, Barry?  You feel this ( Read more... )

-to worry about what I ate because I didn’t have a lot of food ( Read more... )

Alone in my room, always late at night-
I’ll take the boxes down and sift through their contents.

The pictures tell stories never experienced by me-
the notes written-
I only vaguely remember.

“Hey yo, Jessy ( Read more... )

     So I decided to hitchhike when I was seventeen and I met this old woman in a navy blue pickup truck.  I had no place else to go but north because I was done with the South.  The Carolinas did me over in more ways than I care to share.  Bobby didn’t make matters any better for me when I found him kissing with Charlene in the back alley behind ( Read more... )

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