He Threw His Burning Cigarette

Have You Ever Wondered What A Human Life Is Worth? That Morning, My Brother's Was Worth A Pocket Watch.

Mrs. Rimas Cried At The Mention Of The Wafer And The Traditional Christmas Blessing. "god Grant That We Are All Together Again Next Year.

I Wasn't Certain Of Anything Anymore, Except That New Orleans Was A Faithless Friend And I Wanted To Leave Her.

I'm A Binge Writer. I Work In The Music Business Fulltime, In Artist Management And Developing Songwriters And Recording Artists, And So Juggling My Job I Carve Out As Much Time As I Can On The Weekends.

One Day When I Was Fourteen, I Told Charlie That I Hated Mother. “don’t Hate Her, Jo,” He Told Me. “feel Sorry For Her. She’s Not Near As Smart As You. She Wasn’t Born With Your Compass, So She Wanders Around, Bumping Into All Sorts Of Walls. That’s Sad.” I Understood What He Meant, And It Made Me See Mother Differently. But Wasn’t There Some Sort Of Rule That Said Parents Had To Be Smarter Than Their Kids? It Didn’t Seem Fair.