Month: July 2022

I have often said, “I am my mother’s daughter.” I am the daughter of a kaleidoscope. I am the colors of her the music of her The swirl and whirl of her Those statements are…

The point is, you’re not totally in it yet but you think you want to be… I’d looked at the set lists from the past few shows and I couldn’t help but feel a little…

My eyes are heavy I cannot blink My neck is struggling to support my cement head Surely my blood is tar… I wonder how my heart can move it But I do have a pulse…