Vendor Writing

Pieces of Poetry – 11

They called me The Captain,
But I was more like their Dad.
But what The City wanted,
The City grabbed,

In honor of my mom I recently had an opportunity to attend a star studded tribute to Ronnie Milsap at Bridgestone Arena.

They offer a free Thanksgiving meal out of their love for the community.

I’ve always loved music. I started singing at three years old.

A longtime Contributor vendor details her journey of homelessness.

I have lived through any number of “plans to improve” Nashville’s transit system.

Chris F. continues his poetry series with “Recollect?” and “The Parable of the55 Gallon Drum.”

Slow Travel involves grabbing a day pack, a change of underwear and a bank or credit card then walking out your front door on a two week vacation.

Time is so precious, no matter how long it is.

James “Shorty” brightened my life the moment I met him.