Apr 9, 2017
Finally... I am heard.
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Finally... I am heard.
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Update
((Sorry I don't usually mention my personal life but, I just got back from a poetry competition and it was amazing. There were so many nice people and I felt totally in my element. My poem was rated so highly out of ten (even a group poem I was in got a ten) and I just, it was amazing I can't wait to do it again tomorrow. But don't worry! I'll still be writing and doing what I have planned for this blog on writer's bday. Night everyone!))
Something I Just Said To Myself: You don’t preform poetry in heels, that’s how you die
I love Louder Than A Bomb
I went to LTAB with my friend Dan last night for our 5th year in a row... Love that friend, love these young Chicago poets... I wait all year for these bouts :)
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Castle
My castle oh mine, a place so doughty and rich with definite seams and glistening corridors. Rounded hedges and beauty as heavy as the drawbridge falling forward. We are pebbles beneath this castles gleam, hoping to one day be picked up by the ebb and flow of it’s stream. This castles walls are tall and thick, hardened with marble lain white brick. A fortress of solitude and a vanguard of the weak, our castles servitude is prestigious and steep. We know not before, as we do not after, our castle is steadfast with good cheer and close laughter. We are bound to our namesakes, and our siblings arise, to enroll our kin and stately lives. Far from the same our lives are compared, royalty and paupery are the stories shared. We came to this castle as a group unknown, and left our innocence and began to grow. I leave my castle, my castle oh mine, with my heart stronger, and a sharper mind. I leave this castle, an ancestral pyramid, filled with lives and creeds a myriad. This castle, oh castle of mine is essential to our stately lives. This castle, oh castle of mine, is central to the well being state of mind.
What the holy-poet?! My #student from #PhoenixMilitaryAcademy performed a full on persona as #robot! Now we all know how I feel about robots... 😄! More so it was one of the smartest pieces about the expectations of #masculinity that I've seen at #LTAB! Well done! - #TeacherPride #SlamPoetry #LTAB2017 #PMA
My #student from my fall residency at #PhoenixMilitaryAcademy kicked the door in for his team in the quarter finals at #LTAB with a really strong #poem on identity and stereotypes! Super proud! Well done! - #SlamPoetry #LTAB2017