Hollandus Landing 186: Yasmina Chung part I

March 27th, 2017

The rhythms of stress were building into a large crescendo.

The timber of strangled time colored the notes as I attempted to progress.

The tenor of my voice became shaky…a fettered vibrato flowed through me.

All I could do was be crushed under the weight of my imagination while attempting to become a competent composer. I couldn’t fail.

My weapon involved four strings and it was the closest frequency to the human voice itself. It was my tool to make sense of this world and to get a degree in it.

I had to progress. I must progress.

“Hey, Yasmina. Are you okay?”

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