insomnia |
there are nights like these when the wind blows and i am 7 again and my mother is still alive, sitting at the other end of the couch smoking cigarettes and sighing in the stillness of the night with t...
Posted by o. e. parker on Wed, 15 Oct 2008 08:33:00 PST |
for the record: |
DARK YARDS AND VAGABONDS
by O. E. Parker
This album was recorded when the air grew cold as September was dying and October was being born. Brother Kevin tied up the loose ends using a worn out guitar ...
Posted by o. e. parker on Fri, 03 Oct 2008 12:26:00 PST |
to explain: |
Parker was too stunned to resist. He sat there and let her beat him until she had nearly knocked him senseless and large welts had formed on the face of the tattooed Christ. Then he staggered up and ...
Posted by o. e. parker on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 10:53:00 PST |
