Chattanooga: A Love Story Poetry
Posted in poetry on Aug 6th, 2007
Broken glass litters
the city street.
I crawl out of the gutter
and wonder where I was last night.
I can see the quad-bridges from here.
The echo in the distance
calls out my name.
Jack, come home.
I am home.
This is my city.
These are my streets.
I walk across the bridge
and grab a bite to eat.
Hot coffee and cold eggs
can help just about [...]
