When the Juice Runs Out

A short short for Wynonie Harris.   It was then that he had a horrible moment of clarity, standing in the kitchen, listening to the clock.  Normally, he didn’t hear it or didn’t pay attention to what he heard.  But tonight, with only the soft whisper of rain against the roof, the second hand sounded… Continue reading When the Juice Runs Out

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