I was born in a flooded hospital. I was born tired. I was born among a dozen other mildewy babies. All my life I have been among other people. When I was a toddler, a turtle pissed on me when I held it during the public library’s monthly “Meet An Animal!” event. When I was an adolescent, a bird shat on the brim of my hat as I crossed the street. When I was twenty-three, I fell into an open manhole two weeks after my best childhood friend was flattened by a piano on the street corner. He survived. I became a writer.
Lucy Dacus‘s newest album is incredible. It is called “Historian.” The first song on the album, “Night Shift,” is a good, honest breakup song. Check it out!