Me and Anthony decided that tonight would be a good night for some spoken word at the Darkroom Gallery downtown. I was working on a new piece about, well, you know... and I really like it. I finished the second half of the piece while sitting in my seat nervously waiting for my name to be called.
I don't think I have ever read a poem with so much "umph!" before in my life. I said what I needed to say. I also had to stop myself from crying in front of strangers. One day, I hope he hears it.