Right off Walker

It was another beautiful night in the back room: too hot to wear jeans, too cold to see out the front window. Everything always moves together on nights like this. Nothing seems impossible, nothing seems out of reach. There are distant lullabies of Oasis and Lennon. “Mellow, mellow, always, mellow.” It’s amazing to hear such fury and pain come out in a beautiful way. Our voices become one, our bodies become more. I never want this to end. I never want to stop feeling this way. I never want to go home.

-Stacey Renberg

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