I admit that as I’m nearing the launch date for my Summer VT journey, I’m getting a bit off task when it comes to writing posts. Fortunately, I have some friends and family helping out. Thought I’d share this – spilled out spontaneously by a 14yo who drums a lot. See if it hits you, too….

Remember our family poetry night? Well, we had rap night tonight. This is what showed up:

By Orange Drummer, Carrboro, NC:

I’m getting just a little bit too big for my cage.
Letting go of everything but my drums and my rage.

The unlivable living climate like a bullet in my brain.
All that’s unloved will remain the same.

I can’t do this, you knew this, everytime we all go through this like a new wish like my old risks like a reused to-do list.

Every time I’m still I’m not moving I just  feel dead. Don’t worry, I promise I won’t let it go to my head.

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