Stage Fright: Rape and Slam Poetry

This will be ugly. But there is nothing pretty about rape, and I will not sugarcoat a turd if something smells rotten in Denmark. I have written a few times (here and here) about my involvement with the Southern Fried Poetry Slam and my poetry troupe, Black on Black Rhyme (BOBR). I’ve been involved with spoken word sinceContinue reading “Stage Fright: Rape and Slam Poetry”

National Poetry Slam 2013 Finals: RIGHT NOW!

National Poetry Slam 2013 Finals: RIGHT NOW! The 2013 National Poetry Slam kicked off this week in Boston, MA! NPS is streaming the entire event live tonight for free. If you feel like hearing some good-good poetry, click the link RIGHT NOW! Get You Some!   P.S. Go Team SNO (Slam New Orleans)!

Wiping Blood Off the Leaves

I kill green things. Under my care, plants eventually turn brown and brittle. One potted cilantro I bought lasted long enough for me to make one tasty batch of guacamole, and then the leaves wilted. It died within the week. I don’t know why my plants conk out on me. I may over or underContinue reading “Wiping Blood Off the Leaves”

Love Letter to Carlton Banks (a square)

Dear Carlton Banks, Chocolate child of the original Aunt Viv, you danced with fire at your fingertips and so they called you uncool. I am like you. Conventional rhythm has long eluded me. My grinding is robotic, disjointed where my hips meet my butt. I pop-lock when trying to Tootsie Roll. I was Miley Cyrus beforeContinue reading “Love Letter to Carlton Banks (a square)”