Silence is a Message, Too

Posted no picture Jennifer Boyd , Founder and President of The Space Between the Notes; Founder and Editor-in-Chief of The Onism Journal

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Jennifer Boyd
Member since August 22, 2016
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“Should I step in? Yes, but it’s not really any of my business.” These words echo the thoughts of a witness to bullying. He or she is presented with a critical decision. No message sends a message to both the bully and the victim. To the victim, a bystander indirectly says that he or she does not care. This victim is clearly intimidated and may not be able to stand up for himself or herself. If this victim lacks courage and a voice, they will be even more hurt by the bully...


Dear Social Media, You Have Fooled Us

Posted no picture Jennifer Boyd , Founder and President of The Space Between the Notes; Founder and Editor-in-Chief of The Onism Journal

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Jennifer Boyd
Member since August 22, 2016
  • 9 Posts

It’s human nature to desire acceptance and validation from our peers. So, we create Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat, and Tinder accounts. A new follower symbolizes a victory for us. Someone alluring and unfamiliar is interested enough to keep up with the photos we post of ourselves, our friends, and various backdrops positioned to add mystique and glamour to our daily lives. Of course, we can’t forget about the effortlessly clever captions and the emojis we artfully position around each c...


Boxes

Posted no picture Jennifer Boyd , Founder and President of The Space Between the Notes; Founder and Editor-in-Chief of The Onism Journal

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Jennifer Boyd
Member since August 22, 2016
  • 9 Posts

We fit into boxes. We are labeled “girl” or “boy.” We are then defined as “Asian,” “white,” “black,” “Christian,” “Jewish,” and “Muslim.” If the name game goes further, we are labeled “student,” “actor,” “musician,” “athlete,” or “writer.” We fit into boxes as cardboard folds on move-in day. We fit into boxes like pencils hovering over an identity information brief on a standardized test. We avoid the complexity and ambiguity of “all of the above” at all costs, our pens tracing an indefinite che...


Dragon Lady

Posted no picture Jennifer Boyd , Founder and President of The Space Between the Notes; Founder and Editor-in-Chief of The Onism Journal

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Jennifer Boyd
Member since August 22, 2016
  • 9 Posts

“It must be the eyes of you people,” he says matter-of-factly, the words rolling seamlessly off his tongue. Toffee eyebrows frame rings of sea foam blue, perky eyelids, and a peaked, angular nose. He is beautiful. But his words echo in valleys and my mind swirls, flooded by a tsunami of turbulent thoughts. I’ve been silent and he glances over quizzically. How can he be so oblivious? I return his gaze with a jaded expression.Perhaps I should be flattered? He’s just enchanted by the chestnut appar...


Memory

Posted no picture Jennifer Boyd , Founder and President of The Space Between the Notes; Founder and Editor-in-Chief of The Onism Journal

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Jennifer Boyd
Member since August 22, 2016
  • 9 Posts

Isn’t it tormenting? We are barred from the past, unable to go back in time to relive an experience or change our performance. We seldom abandon our memories. Instead, we generate billions of alternate scenarios, replaying each fantasy in an endless loop. Perhaps if I had earned a higher score on that exam, I would be somewhere different right now. Perhaps if I had known that was the last I would ever see of him, I would have acted differently. We cling to each postulation, each po...


The Space between the Notes

Posted no picture Jennifer Boyd , Founder and President of The Space Between the Notes; Founder and Editor-in-Chief of The Onism Journal

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Jennifer Boyd
Member since August 22, 2016
  • 9 Posts

A blank staff is a garden for human expression waiting for us to cultivate the emotions that lie within us. Through music, we connect with our rawest, most intimate feelings: pensive serenity, bitter frustration, and ecstatic joy. When we are morose, a song emanating cheery feelings can almost always improve our spirits. We disconnect from our mundane world when we indulge in a piece of music that touches upon our barest parts. Each song writes itself in indelible ink into our be...


Why I Stopped Using the Word "Talented"

Posted no picture Jennifer Boyd , Founder and President of The Space Between the Notes; Founder and Editor-in-Chief of The Onism Journal

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Jennifer Boyd
Member since August 22, 2016
  • 9 Posts

Talented. Gifted. Prodigious. While each of these words has its own novel denotation, a common undertone is perpetuated by their nearly identical contexts. They connote the skill of an artist as automatic and innate. These terms, once honeyed compliments, have become hackneyed and stale. They have become trite sayings overused in our performing arts industries, especially the music enterprise. They are used to describe and honor the most adroit of artists, yet they undermin...


Fetty Wap: The Wordsworth of Our Generation?

Posted no picture Jennifer Boyd , Founder and President of The Space Between the Notes; Founder and Editor-in-Chief of The Onism Journal

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Jennifer Boyd
Member since August 22, 2016
  • 9 Posts

Ask a sixteen-year-old to name some of his favorite hip-hop artists, and you’ll hear names such as Fetty Wap and G-Eazy. These artists are at the vanguard of a new century of hip-hop/rap. With lyrics such as, “I got a glock in my rari” (Fetty Wap’s “679”) and “However long these drugs last, don’t know why I live so fast” (G-Eazy’s “Let’s Get Lost”), poetry is the last banner one might place rap under. For older generations, these burgeoning American rappers are the voice of millenn...


Letter to the Class of 2020

Posted no picture Jennifer Boyd , Founder and President of The Space Between the Notes; Founder and Editor-in-Chief of The Onism Journal

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Jennifer Boyd
Member since August 22, 2016
  • 9 Posts

We are born into a realm millions of miles above the earth. Our imaginations run rampant as we familiarize ourselves with comets, asteroids, and Orion’s belt. Star clusters and galaxies emit a brilliant glow against the onyx backdrop. Planets seem to dance in their orbits, ensconced in the light of a great star. At the nucleus of the solar system, we own a bird’s eye view of the world as we know it. Rapt in childlike wonder, we meander through space, flirting with gravity and the p...


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    Member since August 22, 2016


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