Tuesday, November 3, 2015

THE LAST LEAF ON THE TREE

In writer heaven, Tom Waits reads my work at open mic night, a glass of bourbon in his hand, a cigarette dangling between his fingers, and a tear drop in his eye.

Here he is with a song that captures autumn and resiliency:



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