The Old Green Recliner
I miss the old green recliner
The smell of fried chicken as I opened the door to my dad’s car
The sound of him cooking in the kitchen
I miss the old green recliner
The smell of fried chicken as I opened the door to my dad’s car
The sound of him cooking in the kitchen
I enjoy reading the issue
of Rattle with all my friends in it
until I realize this issue
of Rattle has all my friends in it …
Everyone’s memory is subjective. If in three weeks we were both interviewed about what went on here tonight, we would