Appalachian American Ennui
"Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation." Khalil Gibran.
Tuesday, April 21, 2020
Hackensaw Boys-Jonah
Across the street, Ms. Hazel's dogwood flower petals are hangin' on for dear life on this very windy day in April, here in East Tennessee.
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