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What’s it all about, Alfred Hitchcock?Why did you ruin my love for you?But was it actually you that I loved? Or what you disseminatedOn the virgin celluloid? (Woody Allen, #youtoo.)…
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It’s only in the car that weSlow down enough to focusOn every tree that’s changingDriving fast enough to noticeThat the two of us are agingWinging towards our destinationThough it’s not…
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I am not the one who works all the timeIgnores her kidsChecks her feedObsesses about the impeachment newsThe purple state polls I am not the one whose body bends at…
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My eleven-year-old sat down at the table and watched as I placed a cheeseburger in front of him. Historically, this is his favorite meal, but last night, he looked up…
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As some of you may know, Katryna and I were a bit dismayed to find that our number one song on Spotify is not one of the greatest hits of…
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Who knew that 1979 was the best year ever for music? To find out how I discovered this fact, you’ll need to hear a story first. At the tail end…
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These days, there is very little I can control. Naturally, I turn my attention to the few things I can, like my teeth. Since December, I have faithfully worn Invisalign…
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If Elizabeth Warren, Kamala Harris, Amy Klobuchar, Pete Buttigieg, Corey Booker or really pretty much any of the 23 current Democratic candidates had been running in the primaries of 1992,…
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I have: some chords, a prompt from Katryna, and the usual conceit that this needs to be the best song I’ve ever written. This is not helpful. Better by far…
