People get on my nerves, acting like there’s no one else out there similar to them…don’t act like you’re literally one of a kind, and get that stick out of your anus. ««««<THIS
The way these poets are leaving a part of themselves on stage, finishing with tears, walking away more hurt than ever. Their bravery is something to commend.
In the last hour or so I watched Alysia Harris’ “Cab Rides and Morning After” and Jasmine Mans’ “Dear ex lover” vids of their spoken word over and over. They make you eat up the words…so powerful that you end up choking, I almost cried but I was too occupied too deep in.