Boulder City, NVUSA 89005
October 22, 2012
it'd be too calloused to say that i do poetry because i failed at music. i love the art of spoken word, have been so moved and challenged by some of the great touring artists that i've seen feature at events in town and am looking to share my experiences and share the spoken word love.
lined pages, black pens, coffee shops and sitting on rocks.
long time, the first poem i remember writing was when i was 11. i can still picture the shapes of the words, don't remember what they were though.
" we washed the paint off the fence to uncover tattoos in shades we’d never seen until they were running down our tired forearms... you, a border patrol agent by day uniform pressed loud in the face of peaceful expansion lying naked as the legs of your wooden fence your bullets swallowed by a poetess underneath you, she wanted to turn them into seeds, to take the glint from the steel and throw it up to repay the moon to remind you of the months spent in freedom from even knowing the word for color, of the sky as blue told you she wanted to scrub clean every wall ever erected by hands made of soft clay if it meant growing us into a new garden, free of race where the borders are only made of irises and persimmons. " -- from border patrol, by me
thank u, i'm excited. is it a cover charge?
Hi Lauren, Welcome to the raw food meetup. Congratulations on your achievement! It's always an honor to meet another vegan.