Quotes by : Hunter S. Jones

Nashville has always been competitive. My granddaddy called it the Hillbilly Babylon.

With one perfect kiss on one perfect English summer afternoon, we understand the meaning of all the colors....

Somewhere, a rattlesnake strike makes the dance begin. Three hawks float in the light blue sky overhead.....

Then, the door opens and there he is; silhouetted in the hall light. Long hair, long legs, and a heartbeat....

All writers are manipulative liars." Jack O. Savage, The Poet