the day after xmas [a poem]

Twas the day after Christmas And the house…it was COLD. They’d spent days up north Where the snowy winds blowed. But home on the farm had surprises in mind And they came to the cabin, where something else they did find. Their breath they could see As they lit up a fire And drank whiskey…

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for the sake of a sunrise.

It’s 2:05 AM and we are slowly pulling off the gravel driveway, mare in tow, about 4 hours away from our destination in Lexington, KY. It’s early Sunday morning and Webb & I are running on less than 2 hours of sleep, as we’d been up the night before helping to check on a potentially…

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rainy daze [country style]

On a rainy Saturday of my former life in the classy West End boro of Nashville, I would slowly peel myself out of bed around 11:00, make a cup of coffee, and take it back to my bed where I’d lounge around binge-watching Netflix and trying to decide if there was anything I could do…

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