Hello everyone!
I’m almost done with the next tarot memoir essay, but it’s just not quite there yet. I thought I would share something with you that feels more finished instead.
This multimedia experience began as a poem I wrote one morning on Substack Notes to get a singsongy phrase, “I grew up in monster town” out of my head.
That darn melody stayed stuck in my brain though, so here we are. The photo you see behind the text is a weathered old set of wooden steps that leads into a building near me that has lots of weird, indie history.
Enjoy the show!