Indigo’s eyes, they shine, but earlier, I was told that mine were dark — asked, even, did you sleep well last night darlin?
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Sad, Sad Girl
And it’s time to move on, time to let time move me, to fall back into it, gracefully
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Scientifically, I Shouldn’t Be Here
She’s got the perfect angular jawline and high cheekbones to rock a shaved head, though she didn’t ask for this cut. A man in a Cadillac Escalade made that decision for her.
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A Bumbling Fool and a Man with a Wife
Sitting alone in this brown wooden chair with the beige upholstery, the one that connie purchased for me.
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so far from enlightenment, so close to bliss
Feeling frustrated, over stimulated, like too many thoughts and obsessions and fantasies and perceptions of myself and what I want to be and what people think of me […]
Features
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Frontwoman of Bedroom Punk Band, JULIE, on Growing Up in Music and Their First EP
The frontwoman of Portland’s own bedroom punk band, JULIE, on her youth in music, how JULIE came to be, and the release of their first EP.
Essays / Voices From the Underground
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American Electronic Music Owes It All to People of Color
An examination of the profound role of POC communities in American music and electronic music, specifically, through the lens of the Black Lives Matter movement and the tragic death of George Floyd.
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when I was writing in a cafe in Prague
Is it possible, to be all that I wish to be,
to live out the stories I tell in mind