it started with mike getting derrick a hackeysack hat
and then derrick getting mike an FBI cap.
Firm Believer In JESUS.
our original show here in savannah was cancelled due to lack of ticket sales and/or promotion, but the promoter got us a show at a smaller venue, the coffeehouse the sentient bean, which incidentally was the place i had my last and farewell show before i moved away from savannah five years ago, and was also the place that i last read in savannah when last i stopped through 3 years ago.
when we hit savannah my heart was beating and warming turning smiling and slowly dancing, opening it’s eyes with smiles to enter a city that i know where to turn and to see what and know directions through and i recognize as arms that held me though long ago, for o so long. the trees dripping low and the familiar streets i biked through for hours that bled into days letting the ink of that city soak into me, writing what is was all over my insides. how i love this city.
though a smaller show, it was great, we had a lot of fun, warm audience, sold merch, got free good food. hallie, allyson’s friend, was able to come out for the show, which was nice as she’s cool. and funny. and cute.
also ray and barbara rudolph, two Baha’is of the savannah community, came out with their granddaughter lily, who’s father martin had only just been married, when i left. it would have been nice to see martin, but i got to meet his wife the following day at devotionals.
after the show the sparrows met up with an old high school friend of dan’s and her friends, who all go to savannah state or armstrong, i forget.
got a cold slice from vinnie’s and this made me very happy! !!!
then i remembered that my friend tiffany lives here and i had forgotten to call her. i left a message, we headed to a bar, then i got a text from tiffany asking where i was, told her, she called me, told me she was in the alley coming towards the bar i was at, i went outside, saw a silhouette approaching a couple hundred feet away, i ran towards it and there was my old friend tiffany reising, who i worked at the mellow mushroom and who i went on a date with and who would spend many a talk with thinking and talking about art and what it meant to us and how we were trying to find it and we hugged and it was wonderful to see her, particularly as i found out, she no longer lives in georgia but in nyc and only happened to be in savannah only for tonight and was flying out at 7 am back to ny, how deliciously serendipitous! we talked in the alley, and then she went back to join her friend and i went back to join mine. this thing we stumble through is sometimes so nice.
we hung out for a spell, derrick took off his shirt and swung it around, we headed out, ran into tiffany again and walked her part of the way to her hotel, jumped in the van and headed to my boy darrell’s house. he’s a savannah Baha’i and my brother. we went to brazil together and he opened his home to all of us. it’s so great to see him holding it down, he’s a real estate entrepreneur and has 10-14 properties now, but more then that he’s doing it by helping out impoverished folks in danger of losing their homes.
the next morning he, and i along with derrick and buddy went to devotionals at the Baha’i center. it was so wonderful to be there. derrick was feeling under, so buddy and i shared a couple of poems each, and when i did shake the dust, i could barely make it through it, i had started crying so much from giving it to a body of people who were so important to me for so very long and after so very long, it felt like i was coming home, but for only a short while, as right after we had to book it and get on the road.
the sun is out. we are driving through the south. there are small highways and telephone wires kissing the sky. this thing i love. warm breeze like a naked arm. a window down. trees bleeding behind us,
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