the ’ville made ’em real

Dear J. Cole,

Thank you bra. Thank you for all of them but especially this one.

Love,

An oldest child with similar roots

*Laughs 1 time for Germany and 10 times for Fayetteville, NC

Music reaches. Music teaches.

Music heals.

Quick Fixin’

 

As it rains I move through the house like a ghost. Black neo folk songs play on a random radio station. I am never leaving.

The wooden slats of the porch comfort my feet. My toes wiggle and plant themselves firmly.

As it rains I realize I know where I belong, right here in this old ass house in the middle of forever.

 

*Laughs Happy New Moon.