
i don’t own
a home
or steeple
and i depend
on the friend
in people
i am barely here
and sometimes there
like a ghost
slipping through a keyhole
❖

i don’t own
a home
or steeple
and i depend
on the friend
in people
i am barely here
and sometimes there
like a ghost
slipping through a keyhole
❖
Live Music information . by Nancy Davis
Sean Dietrich's column on life in the American South.
The Beautiful Due
Daily short takes from an Appalachian hollow