Sunday, January 9, 2022

The Fretting Hand by Howie Good

His band, The Drifting Cowboys, had driven off right after the show, leaving Hank Williams with these chains on his heart. A pretty young thing in a dress that looked painted on approached him as he leaned forlornly against his Cadillac in the gravel parking lot of the roadhouse. In his fretting hand he clutched a whiskey bottle with only a swallow or two left at the bottom. “I was born with holes in me,” he told her. She wasn’t sure what he meant. Maybe it was just country music – you know, three chords and the truth



Howie Good is the author of Failed Haiku, a poetry collection that is the co-winner of the 2021 Grey Book Press Chapbook Contest and scheduled for publication in summer 2022.      





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