Sassing up the South.
On Final Stage at the Southern Fried Poetry Slam 2013
I am a terrible blogger.
Here’s what’s up in my world:
My second year at California Institute of the Arts ended. Time.
I went to Joshua Tree National Park. So beautiful.
I went to the Southern Fried Poetry Slam and came in second place. Amazing to see my homies and share new poems.
I hung out with my mom. She’s incredible.
I ate like a fool in the Dirty Dirty. Boom.
I’ve been holed up in my Woman Cave writing like a mad woman. I’ve got a brand new ten minute, a one act, the first few songs of an opera and the beginnings of an adaptation. Still planning on starting a vengeful take down/playwright-erly response to a Pulitzer Prize Winning play which reinforces white superiority and pisses me the hell off (can you guess which one?) AND the first few episodes of a television show.
I ain’t got time for my own SHEnanigans (yeah, I did that) this summer, Lads and Lasses. I am unbound and determined to create something extraordinary.