Journey

Clarkstown

I know it by every word was ever wrote and every bad luck tale at the end of a short rope…

Carolina Falls

Hiked up the mountain where the river dove down. The carve of the rock incomplete…

The Dungaree Kid

He’s the dungaree kid, sliding through the crowd. Ain’t got nothing, Daddy was a clown…

No Water

I’m standing in a railway car, the engine huffs and stutters…