I Love the Life I Live | A 100 Word Story

#671 | Nine of Blues | Rhythm and Soul Tarot

Today on Erica Drayton Writes, the Prompt is saloon!
Write a 100 word story.
And tag me if you take up the challenge.

I ain’t got not home. My bed’s wherever I lay my head. I stole these shoes from a man with no feet. I found this hat on the side of the road. It’s true, I ain’t got no home.

But one thing I gots is this here harmonica. Ain’t never learned how to play. But I plays it better than the angels sing their heavenly songs.

I blow what I feel from my toes to my soul. Till my breath leaves my body. I still ain’t got no home. I just sit and play from my toes to my grave.

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