These stories were first published on Medium in A Longing Look - Love Letters to Lyrics.
A love letter to America. And to Linda, wherever I may find her.
I always knew that I’d fall in love with an American girl. Growing up, nearly every song I ever loved told me clearly and unequivocally that an American girl would take and break my heart.
“The barefoot girl, sitting on the hood of a Dodge, drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain.”
She said it on New Year's Day.
A short story about searching.
“I’m so, so sorry Anna” he said to the sky.
“Do you still want me?” She replied.
He looked into her big brown eyes.
“Yes” he answered.