Monthly Archives: April 2017

Some days I remem­ber, but most­ly the nights. We swal­lowed hard, Ken­tucky bour­bon burn, Cru­dités of pret­zels and Slim Jims and peanuts.  We rubbed our eyes against the soft of dusk, bird­song slept, turned crick­ets and bull­frogs, the tight buzz of mos­qui­toes … Con­tin­ue read­ing →