In Kentucky, I found a greater appreciation for process and the experience that time brings. My love for whiskey, though already heavy, expanded and deepened. Whiskey is the Winchester of poetry. The cut-straight-through-the-bull, shoot-true, and tell-it-like-it-is poetic truth.
With memories of cicadas and crows singing in his ears while picking thyme-scented weeds in cow pastures, this Oklahoma City native is staying busy planning his retirement and sighing at anything. Meet Jezzy!