Song Lyrics
Affiliate to the Blues
The blues called, and I answered not with apology, but with cadence. This is not a song for politeness. It is a dispatch from the mythic edge, where care is not weakness, and trouble is sacred. I grew up listening to the powerful voices of women before me, who shared their truths through worn microphones and with proud, unyielding spirit. Janis, Big Mama, Bessie did not whisper. They roared.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 3 months ago in Poets
“The Cackle That Tried to Shrink Me A Mythic Protest Suite” . Content Warning.
The Body That Carried It All This is based on a true story. Two women. Two rooms. Two rhythms. One, a 76-year-old artist with long pink hair laid back, empathic, boho, old-school rock and roll.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 3 months ago in Poets
