One Picture/One Paragraph : Saint Lucy

I’m gonna write me some music about Daybreak in Alabama

Sink below and drift away, Knowing that all will be okay.

It captured my awe at something that I didn’t understand.

I wondered what breezes from the Atlantic eventually found their way into its open windows.

Now I own one image of my best friend, and I will hold on to it for a lifetime.

My own attachment to the photograph haunts me.

I took this photo of my brother a few minutes before we had our first fight.

The idea of hierarchy does not have only one form or one direction.

To my surprise, blood has not made much of an appearance during this season.