The inspiration… of a teaspoon of honey. One of the golden rules of running a relay is that you never look behind you for an outstretched baton… but I’ve found that some things being exchanged are just too precious to not visually confirm. Besides, if you’re fast enough… it won’t matter… you’ll make up for it on the back straight anyway. Man, I could’ve sworn I was bigg
Love. Reader note: When my heart swells it. Writes in fragments. Okay, now that you’ve been warned… carry on. Her: “Thanks for the follow. Do I know you?” Me: “No, but can I call you? It’s important. It’s about Martha and June.” And then she hit send on her final Twitter DM to me containing nothing but an area code and 7 more digits. She answered not on the first ring, but on the first dingle of the first ring. “How
Jane Two Book Cover revealed Once, when I was 7 years old, my Grandaddy let me in on a little secret. He just tapped my temple with that giant trigger finger of his and said, “Seedlin’, time you turn the recorder on, ‘cause the important shit start about now. Find a place up there for all’o it… an don’t forget where ya put it.” And he was right. I’ve collected and recorded ever since. ___________________
April 14, 1992 The Congo I met a Mara named Die, and not one of our visible lifelines intersected. But more than a few invisible ones did. He was my friend. We drifted down the bilharzia filled Tana to the Indian Ocean as the tide was falling too low to turn when the call came to circle back again. The banks were too high and the water too low, so the hull scraped the bottom and threw our 40 foot steamer on it
Norman Reedus Is STILL Lost. And time is of the essence. Please start by clicking>>>> HERE if you’re just now joining the search… for PART ONE. … “VISINE!!” That’s all I heard coming from my phone as I was once again pressed against the headboard in full freestyle. I had to go retrieve it to respond as I had propped it up facing the bathroom door with the video camer