Slamming is good. We like slamming.
Poetry slamming makes me feel. It makes me laugh, it makes me cry, it makes me hoot and holler and wonder what the fuck am I doing wrong that I don't feel like this all the time.
"Well hell," says I. After attending the
National Poetry Slam competition two days in a row, I am all amped the fuck up about
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