The Ark

March 2, 2018

Only place I ever walked off a stage. Because I didn’t wanna dance, monkey. Only place I ever physically bowed a man down for his liberal use of the word faggot. Smallest show I ever gave (4 people, 2002). Arkansas. Where I became so overwhelmed with exhaustion on a Revival tour once that I just stopped and cried on stage, for far too long. Where I met my merch man, Houston, and became friends with The Listener. Where I got the biggest check I ever saw for poetry. Arkansas. I’m coming over and you sweet ridiculous beasts better be there.

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