There are belt-bucklescrapes on the backsof guitars that are better than the songitself —…
As sands they shiftAnd as waves do crashA life is livedBut it can’t outlastThe desert heat…
Love is the riddle of the ages. The unsolved mystery. A paradox as old as time. It must be given away in order to keep it.
Lori did not walk down the steps; she slid on the handrail instead. Well, only when Mrs…