Music

  • Dear Reba

    Dear Reba

    Hey, Mama. I know, it’s a little weird for me to say that. That’s just what you are to me. The mama I needed when my own couldn’t be that for me. Don’t worry, I’m not the crazy one who will stalk you and try and guess when you and Rex finally tie the knot.…

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  • There is a specific kind of safety in a pseudonym. A quiet place to put the words where they can’t burn you. I spent a lifetime just wanting someone—anyone—to look my way and acknowledge the noise in my head, but I was always too afraid to attach my own face to the melody.Then the phone…

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  • Anticipation

    This week I’m having a minor procedure done. It’s really nothing to worry about, though hopefully it will create a better understanding of why I feel the way I do. But in doing that, on top of a chaotic work life, it has left me with a lot of anxiety. I’m not completely sure what…

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  • Why I love music…..

    No, this isn’t a poem. This is just me, sitting here, listening and crying, to the artists that I love. Namely, Reba. I have listened to Reba for as long as I can remember. She was the TV show I watched and the music I listened to. I am beyond excited for her new music…

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  • How Do You Write?

    I don’t know what has gotten into my head the last few days, but this question has been bugging me. How do you write? I mean, I know the physical mechanics, but I don’t know what the rest of the answer should be. Because each person has their own process, and each person has their…

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  • I was walking through the parkthat warm summer dayclearing the chaos from my head. For once it wasn’t a crisis, Just all the little day to day things. It wasn’t the music I was listening to,It wasn’t the beauty of the nature surrounding me, But maybe some combination of the twoThat finally put my mind…

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