Here I am reading a few poems for the event I did a couple months back, Long Beach Underground. It’s less than ten minutes to play. Really, you can listen without watching too. Thanks to Sanjin Obi Malesevic for putting it together! Advertisements
A poem I wrote for my niece to welcome her into womanhood.
Recorded at Fox Coffeehouse on January 30th, 2016. Thanks to Maurice Cooper for capturing the set!
Originally posted on Sadie Girl Press:
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