When insatiable pain enters my soul, I’m perplexed with indecision. I can run away from it or I can try to devour it and end it’s sting. If I don’t outrun it, then it finds me. If I try to look at it, it overtakes me. These feel like two really bad choices. I hateContinue reading “A Soft Heart”
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A Suzuki 250
I am 16 years old in this picture. My face shadows hold a thousand hidden tales. It had been twelve years since the murder. I’d become quite hardened to life. My father was born in the territory of Blount County, Tennessee. He was the walking, breathing definition of a redneck. The indelible ink on hisContinue reading “A Suzuki 250”