The Vault
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I was going through my Google Drive this weekend (yes, it’s where I keep the Vault) and stumbled across this poem. “Requiem for the Gold” was the name. I was curious. I didn’t remember writing it. So I opened up the document, read it, and instantly busted out laughing. I had to have been stoned…
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I don’t know what having a mom feels like, but I imagine it would feel like listening to you. On the screen, or behind the lyrics, you bring me that kind of peace. The sense of safety most grew up with, but I didn’t. Today is your birthday, and while I’ll never be able to…
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A paralegal’s 1,800-mile journey from the cornfields of Iowa to a studio in LA. A raw, poetic exploration of finding ‘home’ in a voice that raised you, a 28th birthday reclaimed, and the silent wave that changed everything. Written by Elizabeth Ardelle.
Lyrical Logic 