Quotes by : Brenda Sutton Rose

The guitar breathed. It inhaled and exhaled, and music filled the shop as the instrument picked the heartbreak....

STAINSWith red clay between my toes,and the sun setting over my head,the ghost of my mother blows in,riding....

Kevin knew he had to always outrun the enemy inside him, and if that meant playing football, he'd do....

The wind whirls and whistles and strip pink blooms from the mimosas, scatters twigs, broken limbs, pine....

I’m not made for city streets. My brogans drop soil from the field behind me, each grain of dirt like....

Although I wasn't there to bear witness, I imagine Lot's wife scanned the masses for her children. Perhaps....

By noon, silence arrives one last time, flowing into every space of her room. And before long, silence....

As I string, a swift rhythm is played out with my hands, a cadence known only to those who have strung....

I could go to a dozen houses, scrape away the dirt, and find his footprints, but my own prints evaporated....

When a man's running, he seldom looks back.