We are birthed in music

Our mamas and aunts whisper weathered quilt lullabies as they rock us to sleep. Heady honeysuckle breezes tousle our hair. In the staccato calls of cardinals, the trills of Kentucky warblers, the shrill half-notes of chickadees, we hear songs before we learn to talk. We are told stories of coal mines and collapses, of thistled […]