He was a Jazz player at a glance A family man in context He was cool, not as a description That was his definition His voice was bold, proud Echoing the music That didn’t play out loud “Better get it […]
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Fresh buds bloom on the branches of a tree green seeps into the brown of the prairies reminding us the cold did not kill—free from the frigid snow and angry flurries. Summer shocks, with her temper flaring. Searing the memory […]
I’m sure it started in a warehouse but eventually you’d wear it down to be little more than threadbare red hair still stuck to its seams. You left it in your dresser for far too long it used to […]