“Lucky Enough” – Zach Bryan If I’m lucky enoughI’ll see fogs lift with suns as we roll to play a showIn Carolina, Oklahoma, or ChicagoI’ll grow to know the road to home in places far awayWrinkled, bald, and beat to shit, to never waste a dayEnough people will hate me that I know I did […]
Poetry Comparison – by Austin Smith
Fear and Friday’s (Poem) – Zach Bryan I’d say I’ve seen some beautiful days, I’ve walked countless coastlines, awoken on mountain tops, I’ve seen death and birth and kissed good lipsI don’t need a music machine telling me what a good story is, matter of fact, I’ve never asked nothing from nobodyI have taken my […]