Poetry
Girlhood by Emma Bolden
…the past / now an anthem leaking out of car windows, / grief exquisite as a teenage tenor out of tune …
…the past / now an anthem leaking out of car windows, / grief exquisite as a teenage tenor out of tune …
This is the part of the song where you wish you knew something about music theory
Life revolves around someone else’s gravitational pull, and it’s never enough.