“Afternoon has settled long and heavy on my shoulders,” Sarah Bareilles sings about December, and I listen to it the same way one bites down into a lemon wedge. December has a way of leaving things raw. It has a way of sharpening the lines and heightening everything on one side and the other. December… Continue reading Marked
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That (Not This) Abby Rose 