Where to start about my dear friend Nat? We met at college about two years ago and just sort of clicked. Since then, we’ve been collaborating creatively in various ways. I was in one of her short films, filmed one of her music videos, and now here she is on my podcast.
Nat’s episode is special for a bunch of reasons: it was my first in-person interview, we both are multi-passionate in other creative mediums, and we know the intimate details of behind the poems, to name a few. We often have conversations offline about writing and other creative topics which is why we delve into a bunch of things in her interview.
I really enjoyed our conversation and how we got the opportunity to go further in-depth on the record. I also liked asking her about her family and how they’re interwoven in her writing.
Oh and something else to mention is that her birthday is at the end of the week so this is a little birthday treat for her!
About Natalie
Natalie Thomas is a creative that is passionate about a multitude of mediums including poetry, videography, and music. She aspires to quit her 9 to 5 in hopes to pursue YouTube and art.
ya eggs is up missy
Said-
honey,
they joy of life is love
Said-
Sugar now,
The earth n all tht
We ain here to make ..jus money
Said
Baby,
Darlin.
Earth got humans, n we human
Child
Earth n humans-- we meant to love
We-eeze Just can't help it
"Guess so, guess so"I dream of muse-
You so shiny But u ain "brand new to me" shiny Cuz u ain brand new Cuz I been knew you Or it feels like I do Baby you shine like the candles I lit after we saw the fourth of July fireworks, but it was weeks after fourth of July cuz hood niggas jus love them some fireworks Bang. That ain happen but I dreamt it did, and you still so shiny to me. Baby, this one time, Bang This one time BANG This one time I dreamt that you got taken away from me And you so shiny And new And you's such a star to me N u so shiny N u ain knew That you been knew me Or it feels that way You's my star baby. N I dreamt that them hood niggas -come a bit past fourth of July, when we thought they was fire works, and maybe at one point they were, but some time past BANG, and that sound couldn't be fire works But you say, darlin since you so worried I'll go see if the fireworks- cuz they -is some -fire works, is over-n I think back n i guess you thought it was fire works cuz they had a finale where all you heard was Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. And before you left my bedside to sway my worrisome nature, you kissed me in such a way that I'd have parts of you with me for eternity. And I heard a Bang, It was like BANG And I hate to say it but I was right, and it wasn't no fireworks And you was shot And oh I cried. N my tears were so shiny, but when they hit ya skin they wasn't shiny no mo, n my tears glossed over you and you was the only thing left shimmering N you's My star baby you know that? And you's so shiny and ion know you much but it feels like I do, You so shiny, but just not new Ain that just the craziest of dreams?
Journal Prompt: What do you believe is the most important part of being alive?
Journal Prompt: Have you ever had a dream that felt so real it lingered with you after waking? How did it affect your emotions?
Poetry Prompt: Use repetition and rhythm to create a poem that mimics the structure of this piece—offering wisdom in a musical, flowing way.
Poetry Prompt: Imagine tears that shimmer like stars, holding the last remnants of someone lost. What do they illuminate?
Writing Prompt: Imagine a conversation between two elders passing down wisdom about life and love to a younger generation.
Writing Prompt: Explore a moment where sound plays a crucial role in perception. What does the main character think they hear? What is really happening?
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