poet – educator – artist
this thursday i have the distinct pleasure of opening up for Suheir Hammad and Carolyn Forche, as they do a poetry reading at busboys and poets, 14th & v st nw, washington, dc. i am a huge fan of Suheir's, so this is momentous for me. if you're around the area, this is a FREE … Continue reading WOWPS – Suheir Hammad & Carolyn Forche – poetry overload
after an extraordinary garden open mic last night at bloombars, featuring 16 year old Darian Jones, i hosted another packed house poetry slam at the fridge on capitol hill. the beltway poetry "slam of the union" included former DC/Baltimore Slam Team legends like Twain Dooley and Chris August, as well as IWPS and WOWPS contender … Continue reading Slam of the Union: A Performance Poetry Showdown and Other Life Things I Do
tonight i performed for a friend's birthday party. he requested this poem, so i read it with what passion i could muster, and what meaning i could conjure (for many of it leaves me clueless). i think it went well. here is the poem Ulysses by Alfred Lord Tennyson. Ulysses - Alfred Tennyson It little … Continue reading birthday party with lord tennyson
the busboys and poets youth open mic was fully packed tonight, as you can see here. in the lower left-hand corner you can see co-host JayTee next to friend & organizer/producer Miles, and in the first row sitting, with a red/orange top, you can see the other co-host, Diamante, from the DC Youth Slam Team. … Continue reading youth open mic series – support your local young dreamers
front row packed house blizzard brewing i sat enraptured captured not by the poetry but the presence of a legend looking me square in the eyes to make sense of the life encapsulated in her words opinions and wise words of advice analysis from a respected elder an aunt that will always give it to … Continue reading 1.11.11 nikki giovanni looks me in the eyes
this year is going to be amazing. in many of the same ways that each year since has been a type of amazing. already there are many new beginnings, like new job opportunities and new people, new ideas and new places. i am no longer working as a facilitator with operation understanding dc, and last … Continue reading new beginnings – 2011 – poetry and motion
Matt slapped me 3 times and when I tried to write you a note he took it and put it in his mouth and spit it at me. He cursed at me when he saw that you gave me a gatorade and was hitting golfballs really hard around the house. Then after I told mom … Continue reading Oh and he broke my pen in half
