Minton Sparks spits deep fried fire
He fit perfectly in the driver’s seat of my Fisher Price bus
Swept away on the bumper-car dance floor
Strung and tuned like a bottleneck guitar
Another track in the South’s bizarre soundtrack
Two thousand gallons of water…one bucket at a time.
It started with a green plastic couch.
If you can figure out the directions, you just might learn something.
Those weekly phone calls home can begin to seem really similar. We wouldn’t want you to mix them up.
Because, when you can’t sleep, why not ponder death?
The Help answers your questions about housekeeping, Justin Bieber, love, human decency and how to save your mortal soul–just not necessarily in that order.
David is eight years old, and his home is on the fringe.