HeyJaredUp the hill from Mile Marker 604 by Mick Parsons
Up the Hill From Mile Marker 604, the Port of Louisville, is about life along the river, up from the river, and tied to the river. It's also about writing, about life, and when applicable, about travel. In short, it follows the currents.
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Going Home (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedDown Savage Mountain learning a few things remembering a few things what they never tell you about climbing the mountain is that, at some point you go home and share what you learned <a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!9n5L!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2F0f9338ef-54fa-4c33-8
Over the Eastern Divide (opens the original)
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“No smoking in the room.”I nodded and told him I understood. After I finished signing in and he handed over the key to room 108, he noticed, as if for the first time, my wife standing behind me.The drive from Louisville had been a good one. We left the cloud cover somewhere around Grayson, Kentucky after our first fuel and coffee stop. The air coming in through the open windows of what Amanda sometimes lovingly refers to as the “Kevorkian Deathmobile” because of the slight exhaust leak was cool.
Why the joker is my playing card (opens the original)
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Door-to-Door, or why I like dogs (opens the original)
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Love Poems Disguised as Drinking Poems: (opens the original)
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[B]ecause New Orleans is a city of perpetual resurrections, the city he describes is also an entirely different city from the one that lives in my memory. And I am damned grateful for that; because cities that end up preserved in amber, wrapped in nostalgia and marketing jingoism, do not survive. I need to live in a timeline where New Orleans is alive and thriving, crying, bleeding, and surviving. Roadside PressISBN 979-8-9946833-3-0<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://subs
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