We're two guys who first became friends back in college at Oklahoma State University in 2005. We have maintained a solidity that can only be forged by the spirit of Song. Our friendship has managed to survive a stranger’s baptism, a shotgun marriage, a prison stint, three divorces, an unarmed robbery, one half of a Marvel movie, the passing of John Prine, the Trump presidency, metropolitan smog, run-in’s with countless rednecks and outraged republicans, the rise of the Kardashians, the gaining popularity of robot sex dolls, and a world that’s clearly on fire.. so I suppose that makes us good friends.
I’m the aimless drifter whose life’s spiral into the depths of obscurity and mediocrity was long ago prophesied. He’s the well adjusted adult with good credit and career advancement and whose time has been spent wisely.
Somehow our friendship has survived the strain of ten thousand miles and with it; periods of brutal silence. A f
Nick, still an archeologist, though he & his lovely wife bought their very first home together. But more importantly, they shared in the precious blessing of their first child. Wyatt Rainmaker Coleman a genuinely joyful little lady-killer. True to form, I keep freewheeling towards the lowlander town of Nowhere, America. Quietly wishing I could finally hit this damned ground runnin for once in my stumble drunk life. Your kin in Song,
- Cole Crawford-Hurst