Tessa Violet
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MY GOD! by Tessa Violet
Four years ago, Tessa Violet dropped her not-so-debut album1, Bad Ideas. Five years, if you consider the release of the album’s first single, Crush, and its music video. A lot happened between then and now – we had a global pandemic, which Tessa (albeit coincidental) released the music video for her “quarantine anthem” Bored, another Continue reading
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The Muse
I volunteered to take over the department inventory. This led me to running between office spaces and jotting down what was kept in what room, what occupied which filing cabinets, and what was housed in which cubbies. At the end of it, I settled that things were too spread apart. Items went missing before I Continue reading
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“I’m exhausted by my heart”
“It’s complicated,” she whispered softly the other night. Several nights ago. And I never knew what that meant all those nights ago. In these sleepless nights, I stare at the oblivion unraveling before me. The darkness has crept in, hasn’t it? And I understand what she meant. “Why do some people insist on staying in Continue reading
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An Analog Hopeless Romantic
My mother told me I had a tell. Something she used to ascertain whether I liked person who was on the other end of the phone call. Mind you, I was a teenager when she told me this. “You cover your face with a pillow,” she told me. “Mom,” I said, rolling my eyes, “I Continue reading
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“I don’t know what compels me to do the very thing that fells me” *
Never been the spoken wordsmith. These things take time, I suppose. There was a plan, and the plan didn’t pan out. Not like I could say anything before the trip, and after it just felt too cliche. It’s a practice, getting the right words down. As a child, I practiced every syllable in the mirror. Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 