Introduction

My readers, and by that I mean my friends and family, have supported my writing endeavors over the past few years on my first blog, Feminist That, in which I explore issues of identity, social work, systemic oppression, current events, and experiences with my own, intersecting identities. That blog is still active and important to me. As I reflect back on the uniquely challenging year we have all been experiencing, I realize that this year kicked my butt. However, in doing so it also taught me how to care for myself and others better. One act of self care that has always resonated with me is listening to and engaging with music. I think about music constantly and I studied it enough to receive a music minor in college. I rarely listen to a song without looking up the lyrics and production of it. I rarely look up the lyrics and leave without having formed some opinion or analysis of them. And when I find an artist to explore, I take a deep dive into their life and discography. So I found myself inspired to write down my thoughts on music and lyrics. The intersectional lens with which I view the world is not like a pair of sunglasses I can take on and off, so expect themes of identities and systematic oppression to also appear here. 

The title of this blog "The Corner of the Morning" is the first lyric of my favorite song "The Width of a Circle". The lyric seemed fitting as I write this sort of in the corner of a new personal dawn, a transitionary emerging adulthood stage of life as well as the start to a new year after a uniquely challenging and profoundly resilient time. I hope that this journey can provide some levity and joy for others as it has for me.