Finding My Voice
November 3 I’m sitting in a cafe, drinking a Coke. A fly is sleeping on a paper napkin. I have to wake him up, so I can wipe my glasses. There’s a pretty girl I want to look at. ~ Richard Brautigan I was raised on jump rope songs, nursery rhymes, and songs from the 40s that my father taught me. Those were my early influences and the foundation for my love […]