Writing and Reading

Check this: long time comin’ that I post a slam poem on here. Many, many slam poets bleed through the walls like angel mold and color everything with the prettiest blues and reds, their scents of succulence thickening the air and everywhere on chairs, stairs and all outside in county fairs where bears lurk in their lairs eating good ol’ honey pie. Mmm, mmm, mmm.

So I’m giving our good ol’ Saul Williams a break here. Visit some other talented poets out there who know how to spin a word and win a herd of listeners to bustle and hustle and ooh and aah and oogle and amaze their ears with their poetic peers.

This slam poem really kicks it. Digs into my soul. About real issues, about truth, about humanity. About what we know and how we grow, making all of us whole.

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