Best Week Ever 3

I continue to have re-occurring thoughts (dreams too). Not healthy.

I'm excited about this Thursday, I have a couple new pieces and a lot of interested poets!

I saw, rather, everyone saw me pretty drunk this work, now I have to see them sober today.

Irma Thomas has been on a serious rotation
"Do everything your heart desires, just remember I'll still be around! You're gonna come back, yes you're gonna come back, knockin' on my door!" - Women like this CEASE to exist. If they did, God bless them. I wouldn't be in such a rut.

Seriously, listen to "Ruler of my heart" classically sung by Miss Thomas. "When you're alone, the going gets rough, come back come back come back. I've had enough. Make me you're queen, happy again, hear my cry. He's my king." Need I say more? I may have lived my love life in a fantasy (As I've been told) but it sure wasn't inspired by movies... it was definitely music.

Every attempt I continue to make toward NYC has defaulted me right back to MD. Sometimes you're tested to see the strength of your desire. Other times you're rejected because you're aid is needed elsewhere. I constantly battle with the thought and my placement on the East Coast.

Best Week Ever 2

New York, in the gray, in the cold, is still so beautiful
the aged gum stains on the pavement,
the rustling papers caught on edges of forgotten things
The diversity
The pride
The who's who, but you move to fast to care
the unlimited metro cards
the food.

Jazz & Poetry was a huge success
Thanks to Eugene Chapman (on the Sax)
Natasha Ramsey, Christopher Spicer, Brittany Watson, Shirely Brewer, Lynn McNamara, Latonya Lashawn and Coco's Butter Cafe

I want to wear suspenders because I feel so heavy

Still haven't paid for a praxis...subconscious restraint

"Yo, what happened?" New word of the spring to initiate a fight...hilarious





Feature Pic: Natasha Ramsey **Great artist!**

Best Week Ever 1

Dad said he preferred someone for me, (first time ever)

I may have severed a (fragile) friendship, just by being a guy.

Spring is peering right around the corner

I watched the first episode of "For the Love of Ray J" and he's high as a kite.

Studying for the praxis is KILLING my creative vibe.

This time last year I was PACKING for Canada... this time... well I haven't left the building... yet.

I feel like the poetry game has been slackin'.

And thats th3rd's best week ever