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Peach Season

from Gru​ñ​ona by Half Gringa

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They come, stippled sighs, sheaves of life I leafed through on the train
I still suck on sweet and bland, I close my chest with two hands
Pressed up awake for miles of cumbersome humidity
Summer gets away from me, thank god
I remember my mom and what she said
Thoughts thread, I’ve long lain in this bed
I’ve seen most things

I need a peach branch, green for peace
Wick and raw, past your reach
Every word that bloomed in my mouth
Mixed so I can’t figure out
What hurts where, I need air
Pushed myself and fell to knock it free
Poured the life out of me
Can you see it long and lean?

I leave, reflecting hard, monuments to my incompetence in this car
Every time I get the chance to talk through our whole circumstance
Succumb to brackish dread and sweet insensitivity
Midwest winter brings out tooth and claw
In December I thawed too soon for you
Laid truth on ice, torched the proof
I’ve said most things

I need a peach branch, green for peace
Wick and raw, past your reach
Every word that bloomed in my mouth
Mixed so I can’t figure out
What hurts where, I need air
Pushed myself and fell to knock it free
Poured the life out of me
Can you see it long and lean?

Sick inside, it ebbs and flows like low tide
And I know what you are up against, future, past and present tense
But all the truth is maimed by me, the plainness of my empathy
Must be nice to just be living, honey I’m a talker and a wanter and a winner
I'm destroyed, ooo, your eyes, doe-wide in the deep dreams I hide
Concrete clots my chest and yet you scoop me up

I need a peach branch, green for peace
Wick and raw, past your reach
Every word that bloomed in my mouth
Mixed so I can’t figure out
What hurts where, I need air
Pushed myself and fell to knock it free
Poured the life out of me
Can you see it long and lean?

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from Gru​ñ​ona, released August 18, 2017

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Half Gringa Chicago, Illinois

Emerging from Chicago’s indie music scene, Half Gringa creates music informed by contemporary indie-rock and Latin American and midwestern folk. The name Half Gringa is both a tribute to and study of her legacy, stemming from a childhood term of endearment as “la Gringa” in her Venezuelan family and her bicultural experience growing up in the United States.

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