<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Uncommonmusings]]></title><description><![CDATA[Uncommonmusings]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Sat, 04 Apr 2026 08:19:34 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Constitution]]></title><description><![CDATA[She swore an oath to support and defend against all enemies, foreign and domestic. To protect a constitution young boys died giving her, to give her daughter. Nobody mentioned the enemies in tailored suits, smiling under soft box lighting, shaking hands for cameras while their names sit blacked out on flight logs and victim files. She raised her right hand, so many damn times, while theirs were busy accepting bribes, redacting paragraphs, And perfecting the angle of denial. They told her...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/constitution</link><guid isPermaLink="false">69acc5a8f5bbc763184e3bf4</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2026 00:41:41 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Broken.]]></title><description><![CDATA[I think when God pushed the software update through, he must’ve forgotten a bug in my code; the part for impulsivity, Self-control, Self-soothing. Self worth. Or maybe he just wanted entertainment, a rare commodity in a neurotypical world; like watching a broken toy flailing, crashing, burning, dying. God doesn’t want me; neither does he. Neither do they. Neither do I. Cancer. Virus. Plague. Burden. God either makes mistakes,                   Or he broke me for a laugh.]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/broken</link><guid isPermaLink="false">697c25d7fbb82e5a65337dcc</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2026 03:30:49 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[S.S. Ohess (song)]]></title><description><![CDATA[V1) I’m just a sinking ship And everybody already knows it Grasping and gasping for air Something to hold onto V2) I’m just here fading fast While everybody whizzes by Looking for their next big win Hopefully without me B) Nobody believes you when you say you’re not okay And everybody acts so shocked when you try to run away Honey, it’s just a permanent vacation One I’ve stolen, begged, and borrowed Time to pay the interest fees Cause the loan shark is a devil Disguising six feet deep as...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/s-s-ohess-song</link><guid isPermaLink="false">692156b70acaec3132786d26</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2025 06:24:17 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[On Top of Me (song)]]></title><description><![CDATA[If you speak your mind, you’re a burden But no one ever cares when you’re hurting If my lips stay closed, I’m suffering But you don’t hear me when I say you’re killing me. Bridge: Your hands are wrapped around my neck You withhold but demand you get respect… I feel like a ghost Standing right there by you screaming In your face In your brain I feel like I’ve gone insane Chorus: It’s a nightmare Wanna run away Take my hand Take a stand I’m right here You’re not there Be aware Be aware...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/on-top-of-me-song</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6921567a9e2226b1d41f5608</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2025 06:22:34 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Just to Stay (song)]]></title><description><![CDATA[Verse: All the things you said are lovely Are what you use against me All the strengths inside my soul Are what you’re slowly breaking Bridge: Draining, it’s raining, I’m feigning I’m okay. Straining, frustrating, you’re staying Just to stay. Chorus: I just wanna be someone who Gets to be someone loved by you Without all the conditions Needless of reminiscence I just wanna be someone who Isn’t at fault for breathing Gets to be wild and freeing Without the fear of you leaving Verse: All the...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/just-to-stay-song</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6921560d9e2226b1d41f5537</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2025 06:21:05 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Useless Old Fence Post in The Front Yard We Haven’t Fixed]]></title><description><![CDATA[In a lineup of all your favorite players I’d be the last face you’d choose. No one picks the water boy to play, knowing that they’ll lose. Down your favorite candy aisle I’m not the chocolate, gummies or caramels; I’m that sugar-free glob your grandma packs in her bottom purse, dusted in sunflower shells. On Christmas Eve, I’m not the hottest toy, or newest game to play. I’m the socks, the ugly sweater, or your old aunt’s weird crochet. I’m not the girl you want to sit with. I’m the girl that...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/useless-old-fence-post-in-the-front-yard-we-haven-t-fixed</link><guid isPermaLink="false">692155659e2226b1d41f540c</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2025 06:19:21 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Co-Star]]></title><description><![CDATA[Running into faith, searching for renewal. Coagulated in copper, a melody of fools. This precipitation’s heavy, a canopy surrounds me....]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/co-star</link><guid isPermaLink="false">685de46b6d1c6845c291e2a1</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2025 00:23:38 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sweet Bourbon]]></title><description><![CDATA[You can have the sweet sugar, and the reassuring buzz. You get to feel the bliss, the time-shifting effervescent buzz. You can grasp the...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/sweet-bourbon</link><guid isPermaLink="false">684cb3be3b222c5f6553d6fb</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2025 23:27:18 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Poppet Masters]]></title><description><![CDATA[Lock it up, tie them down;         those feelings bubbling to the brim, at the surface of your mangled being. Pull them in, push them...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/poppet-masters</link><guid isPermaLink="false">684a0a163b222c5f655226b5</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2025 23:01:34 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Dismissonance]]></title><description><![CDATA[Dissociative distance with a hint of damaged parts. You couldn’t dissolve my strength so, you chose to break my heart. Malicious kindness...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/dismissonance</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6849bac0fd3f3d1341906150</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2025 17:21:10 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Desert Reign]]></title><description><![CDATA[Desire like the rain in a drought until you found your favorite lake 				(It wasn’t me). 	Your parched lips in summer heat, crisp and...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/desert-reign</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67ac02f74aeaa9a57fdeb3c5</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Feb 2025 02:10:11 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Funeral]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sad eyes, big lies, Bad guy. Fake love, plaster smile, deep sigh. Broken heart, broke mind, I tried. Twist of fate, spiraled hate, don’t...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/funeral</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67a389fcec5570ecea356cd6</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Feb 2025 15:56:15 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[unXceptable]]></title><description><![CDATA[He loves me, except. Except when I speak up, or speak out, or I stay silent and introspective. I offer guidance he didn’t ask for, or sit...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/unxceptable</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67a27ab8ec5570ecea317a15</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Feb 2025 20:38:40 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Wake Up]]></title><description><![CDATA[Sulking and skulking in your skull-fuckingly paralyzed state of being. Existing in a constant state of excuses for never taking...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/wake-up</link><guid isPermaLink="false">67621904f6afc878d2f2b689</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Dec 2024 00:36:27 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Infernomore Adieu]]></title><description><![CDATA[Buried deeply underneath a socially acceptable smile (with his and hers therapists) are shattered bones traversing miles. Reckless nights...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/infernomore-adieu</link><guid isPermaLink="false">671dbcea8dbb3621d58eeffc</guid><pubDate>Sun, 27 Oct 2024 04:30:34 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Deathtog]]></title><description><![CDATA[Last night I got to witness the miracle of birth, followed immediately after with the shattering pain of death. A woman reached out to me...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/deathtog</link><guid isPermaLink="false">66ec8b589c68d30d994f5e0f</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Sep 2024 20:37:41 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/45befa_23a514efc4fa4c85b6454f3d076cc49c~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_768,h_576,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Cameo]]></title><description><![CDATA[I read her that book. You know, the one we had made for her? That book filled with your names, that promises her you'll never leave her...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/cameo</link><guid isPermaLink="false">66b42f7f6f9bfa0dadc10f99</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Aug 2024 02:38:36 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Bokeh]]></title><description><![CDATA[Marry go ‘round and ‘round -‘til the bottom rusts out and we hit the ground running-from past or present? Your presence surrounding with...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/bokeh</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6699cd7d9a05a24f66cbf169</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jul 2024 02:36:39 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[West Virginia]]></title><description><![CDATA[At three years old, she emerged from that metal murder-attempt broken, bloody and bruised; a shell of the dreamcatcher she was born to...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/west-virginia</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6689dd221293bee76225b3d7</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jul 2024 00:11:18 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Pendulum]]></title><description><![CDATA[Stuck on your swing wildly swaying through emotions without control; without power. I’m always the menace in your story- the girl who’s...]]></description><link>https://kendrabearss.wixsite.com/uncommonmusings/post/pendulum</link><guid isPermaLink="false">666a572bcb276d2ffeda363e</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Jun 2024 02:25:02 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Kendra Lyn</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>