Katarra

My story: After performing and getting my first standing ovation from 150+ people at Gateway Middle, later I auditioned for CVPA and was put on the waiting list. Never heard from them. I was devastated, but ended up continuing my…

I got so much love from my city on Sunday. But for the first time in my life, I passed out from heat exhaustion right on the very last song. 😩 It was a health scare wake-up call for me…

In elementary school, I ate lunch in the bathroom alone. In middle school, I ate lunch in the bathroom alone. In high school, I found the music room and ate lunch alone, with a piano. And now still to this…

The Rose that grew from concrete contemplates her freedom…should she allow past restrictions and trials to shape her story, or will she move to greener pastures where her light can be celebrated and not dimmed? Will she let her hard…

My favorite part of my musical career in St. Louis has always been meeting crazy talented musicians and artists I've always admired from afar. I finally let them know how dope I think they are...all to have them in turn…

I’ve kept these thoughts to myself for a while, but feel a great need to express them today. Over the years, I’ve made a lot of connections in this city amongst creatives. Some have been fruitful, and some have been…

Tomorrow I am honored to be a part of St. Louis history and black woman history. Tomorrow, I will be performing the Black National Anthem for the first black woman mayor of my city. Tomorrow my dreams come true along…

Got my first vaccine shot today and I can honestly say I have only one complaint. 

I was completely overwhelmed by the sheer amount of gorgeous tall men in uniform. It was too much...I’m completely beside myself and am feeling…

More about Obsessive Love and Borderlines

• Idealization. Putting someone on a pedestal. Falling in love with the idea of someone. Never ending fleet of muses. I’m coming to the realization that I’m more in love with the songs I write…

I've gained a lot of weight since 2019, and over the past year have quietly talked down to myself, compared myself to social media standards, under eat, over eat, work out to a point of hurting myself, only to binge…

I can say that finally, at 29, I am comfortable in my own skin. I don’t feel the need to do performative femininity as much. I don’t feel pressured to look “presentable” 24/7. And it’s such a liberating feeling man…

Taking madness, disappointment, despair, and overthinking and creating some physical manifestation of beauty from it. Therefore healing myself through whatever creation I made in a moment pain. Full circle. This song spilled right outta me. Turn your pain into art…