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"So take that laminate out of your wallet and read it || And recommit yourself to the healing of the world || And to the welfare of all creatures upon it || Pursue a practice that will strengthen your heart" 🌾
[Post-Doc Blues, 2016]
10.8.22
The most romantic song ever written. Maybe.

PowerPoints and late-nights and quiet despair and faith in the possibility of a better world 🌎

"Can't let a pretty face distract me from business || And God as my witness, your ugly ass won't either" 💅🏿
[Jerome, 2019]
10.3.22
I drew this far, far before Lizzo enchanted on that crystal colonial flute. I already aggressively liked her then. I aggressively love❤️🧡 her now.

I hope they wiped it down beforehand though, James Madison was always sneezing.

"I didn't know you then and I'll never understand || Why it feels like I did" [Smoke Signals, 2017]
10.3.22. .
Would Phoebe have been the same sort of songwriter in 1975? Or would her whisper voice demand a piano, like Carole King? Tears sprinkling notes over lap guitars like Joni Mitchell? Even an entire band to fuel her sapphic angst like Fleetwood Mac?

Phoebe definitely fills the spaces in your chest not unlike Joni. But if Joni is thick wine and thicker ice (O Canada), Phoebe is light and whisper, Salinger heroine and a bit too accessible through modern social media.

I still liked her SNL performance though.

This song comes up often on shuffle - I too missed Lemmy and Bowie, in lonely ways. They remind me of friends I don't talk to nearly enough anymore. Memories encased in plastic - leaking condensation if you try to peer too close.

And that's very much an ingredient of any good Autumn season - crunchy memories and ghosts. (And for Phoebe; skeletons) 🍂

Sometimes the best way to recall a memory is to write it down.
A shoebox collection, of sorts, from Burke, Virginia. Fitting the Silas Burke House is a retirement community now.