A letter to Tom
Dear Tom, Here is a line I wrote down a few weeks ago: “You were like a big city to me.” I was at the Ritz in London when I […]
Dear Tom, Here is a line I wrote down a few weeks ago: “You were like a big city to me.” I was at the Ritz in London when I […]
When I miss you most I think about Tennessee. The small brick house in Murfreesboro, the one with the beige carpet and pink quilts and upstairs room the size and […]