“Our Trip Down” by Caleb Owens

The story of myself is hard for me to tell, cause we spent our time coming here in a La Quinta motel.

We got our food in drive throughs, and we ate a lot of junk, and I think Myra had a time of living in the trunk.

And now we’re all living in our cramped two-story apartment, all because we packed some stuff in our back-seat compartment.
-Caleb