The summer before my senior year of high school, I had my heart set on going to McDaniel College, a small, liberal arts school an hour from home. It was where I belonged, and I knew it. I sat down with the head of the music department and asked about…


Letting Go
Let it go let it go let it go Let it go let it go let it go When the world is coming down on me, I let it go. —Fred LeBlanc For the better part of 20 years, I’ve been a disciple of Cowboy Mouth from New Orleans, Louisana….

A Community of Two
If we haven’t met in real life, you might be surprised to learn that I am six feet tall. Here’s what it means to be a very tall girl: Everybody assumes you play basketball (I don’t). You are intimately familiar with the tops of your friends’ heads. People look at…

