Theoretica

In the house where I was raised, we had chickens in the front yard – and rows of corn, double planted, for all to see.

Walking home, the kids that weren’t my friends would laugh at our farming. I guess it looked funny that we stuck our money in a hole in the… ground to bits, we took the dream of growing and we shoved it down under – with hope we would water and with cheap plastic tools we would battle the weeds that grew around our fate – weeds that sought to overtake what nobody else had.

Far from home, I’ve taken to making new friends who understand farming. I guess it seems smart now to stick all your hoping in a hole in the… grounded by this, I can’t say I miss the laughter that would make me go under. These days I just wonder – and use a sharp metal shovel for weeds that grow around my fate – weeds that seek to overtake what nobody else has.

This is what it looks like:

And this is what it sounds like:

Download there_is_a_place.mp3

Do yourself a favor and use headphones.