Author: NakedlyUnderConstruction

Supporting local and upcoming artists. We focus on the struggles of the individuals life and how it accentuates their talent. Writing your story to make it more relatable, to show others what you have overcome and are still facing. We are about the message you are trying to send to the world. We Amplify You. I may not agree with all messaging but support artistic freedom of expression Booking for Interview, Photography, and Promotion packages available.

Christmas Bonds

After all, Santa doesn’t come unless you’re sleeping. I remember we all jumped into the bed and we giggled for hours, just dreaming of what the next day would bring, with presents around our tree . The cool temperature dropped as the night set in and we hid in our blankets, exposing only our eyeballs, allowing us to stare at the bedroom window . It was then, that snow began falling and we thought, how magical this night is turning out to be.

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Working Through the Stuck

I am pain.the crackle of soreness in my joints.The echo of the end. Take a step.the movement forward makes the goal.The lack of is misery. To emphasize my breath.my drive to soar higher and larger than life.A nessecity unquestioned. Some days writing is harder then ever. Creating is harder than anything ever imagined. Despite natural... Continue Reading →

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Meet Jeremiah and Chael

Chael "We want to be consistent and firm, but also spontaneous so we have any song ready to go at all times, so that at any moment, you can get a performance." The clang of two folding chairs banged back to back rattles the audience. A mic stand is placed and adjusted in front of... Continue Reading →

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SpokenWord Queen: Steffortless

Have you listened to a poem and watched a performance as one outshines the sun? She warms the souls she touches. Her feelings sink into your skin but they're really just words that are now your reality, just as she meant it to be. If that's not the case, step away, and come back after... Continue Reading →

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Yesterdays

Sometimes I miss my yesterdays I miss the pain because it is familiar And even tho it hurt, I know how to treat the wounds Now instead I have scars And open holes for new potential but for the thorns living in my heart, growing long and dangerous to defend from the pain making it... Continue Reading →

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My Alone

Write the story like good sex, with all the build up, arousal, and crescendo, than climax. Inside all of us we have so many conflicting thoughts,feelings, and beliefs. How many of us like alone time? Like to sit and contemplate our days? If we have the time that is. Even if its laying in bed... Continue Reading →

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Sneak Peak to the Next Michevangelo

Pain creates the ability to see the light, and mold you more truely to who you are meant to be. Everyone struggles with identity at some point in their life. Questions about who you really are,  what your purpose is, and whether your good or bad seem to never truely go away. These questions leave... Continue Reading →

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