there is a dirt road thunder
away from city limits
dust and grits
and over burnt coffee
crows feet eyes
and indistinct touch
nothing cellphone can resolve
jukebox clicks to vinyl
see her in the kitchen
with a smile
I will eat her pie
Juke Date 74
there is a dirt road thunder
away from city limits
dust and grits
and over burnt coffee
crows feet eyes
and indistinct touch
nothing cellphone can resolve
jukebox clicks to vinyl
see her in the kitchen
with a smile
I will eat her pie
velvetmedia 
This is very good… so much told in few words… the end feels like coming home.
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Absolutely charming. Nice one.
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What flavor is her pie, Chris?
❤
David
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Slice me up a dish of that pie, too. Wonderful.
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Huge smile on my face.
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I too love that first line. This is well woven. So much happening in so few lines.
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I loved the same lines as Grace. Very strong imagery.
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can i have a little bit of that pie as well…? not so much into over burnt coffee though… smiles… nicely woven
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The songs change, and all of a sudden we are in a different story, or our story has changed. what we find out is our current trials or even our joys are ever changing.
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This is fantastic. So easy-flow.
That first line—“dirt road thunder.” I love that.
These:
“and indistinct touch
nothing cellphone can resolve
jukebox clicks to vinyl”
And the one that makes it personal in a hurry:
“see her in the kitchen”
Really strong work.
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Love how the emotions changed; & this memory brings a smile: jukebox clicks to vinyl – I will eat her pie.
Chris, it’s great to read you again. Congrats on your publication!
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