Talk about the weather. Will you miss me ever? Lately I’m obsessed, and I need the rest. I hope that you’re impressed, but she’s so pretty, I’m jealous. And she’s lost like Alice in a painted past, in a looking glass. I see me looking back. I’ll take another, Drink Me, baby. Slowly, I’ll disappear and wear my life like a barbed wire necklace, so let’s play truth or dare.

Anna Nalick, “Drink Me”

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Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.