I can't remember if there was a tree, just that it was Christmas morning and the apartment had no furniture except for a sofa and metal folding chair in the living room. We probably weren't supposed to be there but I don't think there was another option. Hot silos of Dunkins sat on the counter…Read more Reap and Snow
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Music Therapy
Well the pressure's down, the boss ain't here He's gone North, for a while They say that vanity got the best of him But he sure left here in style By the way, that's a cute hat And that smile's so hard to resist But what's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like…Read more Music Therapy
Mary’s Soundtrack
She was headed cross-country. I found the tape in the backseat under a Mexican blanket soaked with beach sand. She was picking up a basket of freshly picked veggies from a neighbors porch and I couldn't take another minute of bluegrass. Handwritten in the white stripe across the top, it read: A little soundtrack for…Read more Mary’s Soundtrack
Signs
Rolling Stone wanted to know why a certain song Dylan wrote was covered by everyone. I knew my answer without reading their explanation. It was the only authentic witness I'd ever given, until I wrote my book. If you know what a witness is, hey. If not, welcome. It's your redemption story, followed by a…Read more Signs
Born in Providence 