• Stories from the Road

    Supermarket Flowers for Mom

    ” Oh, I’m in pieces. Its tearing me up, but I knowA heart that’s broke is a heart that’s been loved” On the particular night I remember seeing a motorcycle riding slowly in the crowd of cars. Must have been a Goldwing or a HD touring bike, because I remember a few specific things about this bike. 1.It was huge,2.the girl on the back was wearing a tiny bikini3.Music was blasting from it I watched that bike ride until I couldn’t see it any longer, but I could still hear the sounds of Led Zepplin long after he was lost in a sea of cars and people. I was already…