Where I’m from — The things I love

“You never know, with where I’m from,” I said jokingly about some snarky comment he had made. “You talk so much crap about your town,” he said, shaking his head. I stopped, seriously taken aback. “But you know that I really love...

Pieces – An ode to my hometown people

I wrote this poem almost exactly two years ago about some of the people in my hometown. I have moved away now, but they are still people whose faces light up when they see me in town, who hug me and ask how things are and are willing to hear the honest answers. They...