HeyJaredMenopausal Mommy
Sober at 45 and a mom at 50, I’m a Nashville songwriter and poet trading the "fame game" for the plain-spoken business of being a human. A menopausal boss with no "f’s" left to give and a debut collection, The Cardinals, arriving this fall.
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Hoosac (opens the original)
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Hoosac (opens the original)
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Out of the Rubble (opens the original)
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The weather finally broke. It’s been over 95 for what seems like months in Nashville. Tonight the wind is stirring, my chimes are chiming, the moon is blurred behind some clouds that promise rain tomorrow and for the rest of the week. Dusty is lying next to me on the couch and I’m nestled in the center of it, sinking in the soft-worn leather of a piece of furniture I could have never afforded on my own. It was my father’s. The couch and the matching chair-and-a-half and ottoman. Deep burgundy le
25 Years.. (opens the original)
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September 11, 202625 years ago, I sat on the edge of the Hudson River in Hoboken with my friend Amy Fairchild, both of us holding cameras (real cameras/real film) and about 10 other strangers, in silence, someone had a battery radio with them on 1010 Wins (am radio). It was the most perfect blue sky Fall day, warm. And what we were seeing and watching in silence was just a huge plume of grey brown smoke, billowing into the sky, moving toward Brooklyn, moving toward Jersey. Sirens. So many loud l
Dancing with the Devil: AI & Music (opens the original)
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