To the best of my recollection the layout of Pattonville High School circa 1982 went something like this; facing the front of the school there was tiered parking and a…
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This past summer I thought I’d give Faulkner a read. I had heard he was difficult, might be why I avoided him for so long. I began with “As I…
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I would love to turn my blues into greens but somewhere is a flaw in my genes So I’ll give less a damn and accept that I am a cornstalk…
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(love song for an aging population) All of my lovers are barren it’s just a symptom of their age All of my lovers stopped wearin’ lingerie back at some…
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The photograph was taken on a sweltering August afternoon in Dyess, Arkansas; hometown of Johnny Cash. My son Pete and I were there for the dedication of his newly restored…
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I would equate the IKEA experience to standing in line for two and a half hours with a shattering hangover next to a guy wearing too much cologne and his…
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It begins with a syrupy carnival organ and a left hand absent-mindedly dropping a note on the piano keys, from there unearthing a familiar earworm that makes you think you…
There once was a man quite the louse whose wandering eye left his house Said, If gender be damned why can’t vows be flim-flammed? Now identifies as his neighbor’s spouse
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I carry my hope in my back pocket like a plug of tobacco and every time I bite off a chaw, there is that much less left behind. Soon my…
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