Tác giả: Aaron Dessner

The Last Great American Dynasty

Rebekah rode up on the afternoon train, it was sunny. her saltbox house on the coast took her mind off St. Louis. bill was the heir to the Standard...

Tis The Damn Season

If I wanted to know who you were hanging with. while I was gone, I would have asked you. it's the kind of cold, fogs up windshield glass. but I felt...

Tolerate It

I sit and watch you reading with your head low. i wake and watch you breathing with your eyes closed. i sit and watch you. i notice everything you do...

Willow

I'm like the water when your ship rolled in that night. rough on the surface, but you cut through like a knife. and if it was an open-shut...