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Time Chop
I take a picture to the hairdresser’s to show him that I want a drastic change from last time and he looks at the picture and asks, so sweetly, “who’s that?” and I tell him she’s a great folk singer from many years ago, not telling him about how the lilt of the Death of Queen Jane filled my dorm room with angst so thick it hung like curtains from the single pane windows chalked with frost all winter long while I smoked menthol cigarettes and watched a candle made in a half gallon milk carton melt to a grey puddle on the dresser, none of that pertinent to the task at hand which was to change everything about how I felt by cutting my hair like the person in the picture.
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Snow Door | wisconsinacademy.org
Listen to Jan read her essay “Billy” presented on WUWM’s Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “At the Breakfast Bar” on WUWM Lake Effect
Jan’s essay “The Parish Hall,” on WUWM Lake Effect
“Fury Cannot Touch Me,” Modern Love, NYT, 9/29/11
I look more like the later teen version now, having grown my hair down to the shoulders after years of the short look. I did get to see her and Dylan when they were in love and I was 16 and enraptured in a middle seat gazing on.
One of my favorite albums of all time: Come from the Shadows.
In the late 70s I was a huge fan of Joan Baez folk songs and trad ballads. In fact, still own some of the vinyls from the era.
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