I think the poet is the last person who is still speaking the truth when no one else dares to. I think the poet is the first person to begin the shaping and visioning of the new forms and the new consciousness when no one else has begun to sense it; I think these are […]


I Was All Over Her

  ♪Don’t know what I wanted I have a memory back at that party I was all over her we didn’t make out or do anything I just remember I was lonely I guess I am always it’s not a problem it’s just something I got used to it every stranger makes me feel safer […]


WordPress Help!

Umm… okay, so I’ve been on WordPress for a while and I’ve noticed that I’m getting a lot of traffic, but barely any comments. I like talking to people, so I don’t know if I’m doing something wrong or what. Anyway,  just putting it out there PLEASE COMMENT I want to talk to YOU! If […]

Friends and Poets and Performers I just want to be clear on something, when we walk up to the mic and take that breath, we are not being dramatic or cliché. We are saying we care. We are attempting to live in that moment and re-engage with the piece, convince ourselves we made the right choice, that this is the one they have to hear from me, this is what I must share. We take that breath because we don't want to fuck up our good, good work and embarrass ourselves/poetry parents/ that good art we been craftin'. We are saying our work deserves a breath. When I breathe before I begin my poem, I am really saying "don't fuck it up" and "you bet not fart during this poem." ― AKeemjamal Rollins, author of Suicide Note