Women's Night of Poetry:
Friday March 18, 2011 8:00 PM - 9:00 PM
Vaudville Park 26 Bushwick Avenue Brooklyn, NY
$5 at door. Free for performers and youth under 18.
URBINTEL presents Verses ft HerStory cast:
Saturday March 26, 2011 10:00 PM - 11:59 PM
Nuyorican Poets Café 236 East 3rd Street New York, NY 10002
The Period Project- An Anthology on Menstruation:
Thursday March 31, 2011 7:00 PM - 9:00 PM
31-10 Thompson Avenue. Corner of Van Dam street.
Laguardia Community College: E-Building Room E501.
Women Of Words:
Thursday March 31, 2011 10:00 PM - 11:30 PM
@ The Bowery Poetry Club 308 Bowery, New York, NY
featuring Eternia, Helena D. Lewis, Evolution, Devynity, Shae Fiol, and J.F. Seary.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
This is Goodbye
This is goodbye
It may come as a surprise
but I'm leaving
I'm through, done, fed-up
and I'm tired
"love, don't live here anymore"
You see there are some truths
that have been haunting my dreams
How you wormed your way into
my life and I allowed it
Allowed myself to look for love
in your eyes knowing that I
would never find it
I indulged you and
now there are bruises on my heart
and scars on my mind
the blunt for trauma to my soul
has left it unrecognizible
I am leaving; beacause you think
that I owe you. And so you stand
at my door with your hands outstretched expecting
reparations for a romance gone wrong.
You think that I have to pay
But what you fail to realize
is that there is nothing. I am emotionally
bankrupt and this love's hotel has no vacancies
you cannot stay here
and I should have left you long ago
but guilt cemented my feet and
I could not move forward
I was stuck, immobile
trying to figure out how life's
directions led me to you.
What wrong turn had I taken?
What false lead had I followed?
Did I mistake bullshit boulevard for lover's lane?
I am through with you
Sick and tired of playing games with you.
You're losing and complaining
and I'm no longer listening. Praying
that deafness silences you
that blindness hides you
and that third degree burns over 80 % of my body
will kill my nerve endings so that my skin cannot feel you
Do not look for me.
You will only find a shadow where I used to be.
In the height of my love I would have given you everything;
today I wouldn't even give you a cold.
I run from you; like the plague you are contagious
and I am trying to preserve my health and human life
This poem is a blow to your ego;
its intention is to knock you out long enough for me
to regain control of my body
My body needs to listen to the noise in my mind;
I am no longer sleeping; wide awake I take steps
to get away from you. Every line in this poem
creates a line of distance between me and you. When you wake
you will find that I have left you
deserted and crippled; you cannot get to me.
These words are slowly starting to give me peace.
I say goodbye to you. Good bye to all of the goodness I foolishly
thought was in you. Like a fool
I was panning for gold inside of you;
and found nothing but cut glass
reflecting the sun's light
and all I had to do was was accept
that this light wasn't coming from the sun, but from me.
And when I shone my light on you; I made you better.
Made everyone believe that you were solid
instead of gold plated.
that you were truth
instead of an interlocking chain of falsehoods
You are finished; whether you're ready or not,
you're set to go. There's no time to argue
I'm moving on without you. See
I am leaving
and it may come as a surprise to you
but this is good bye.
It may come as a surprise
but I'm leaving
I'm through, done, fed-up
and I'm tired
"love, don't live here anymore"
You see there are some truths
that have been haunting my dreams
How you wormed your way into
my life and I allowed it
Allowed myself to look for love
in your eyes knowing that I
would never find it
I indulged you and
now there are bruises on my heart
and scars on my mind
the blunt for trauma to my soul
has left it unrecognizible
I am leaving; beacause you think
that I owe you. And so you stand
at my door with your hands outstretched expecting
reparations for a romance gone wrong.
You think that I have to pay
But what you fail to realize
is that there is nothing. I am emotionally
bankrupt and this love's hotel has no vacancies
you cannot stay here
and I should have left you long ago
but guilt cemented my feet and
I could not move forward
I was stuck, immobile
trying to figure out how life's
directions led me to you.
What wrong turn had I taken?
What false lead had I followed?
Did I mistake bullshit boulevard for lover's lane?
I am through with you
Sick and tired of playing games with you.
You're losing and complaining
and I'm no longer listening. Praying
that deafness silences you
that blindness hides you
and that third degree burns over 80 % of my body
will kill my nerve endings so that my skin cannot feel you
Do not look for me.
You will only find a shadow where I used to be.
In the height of my love I would have given you everything;
today I wouldn't even give you a cold.
I run from you; like the plague you are contagious
and I am trying to preserve my health and human life
This poem is a blow to your ego;
its intention is to knock you out long enough for me
to regain control of my body
My body needs to listen to the noise in my mind;
I am no longer sleeping; wide awake I take steps
to get away from you. Every line in this poem
creates a line of distance between me and you. When you wake
you will find that I have left you
deserted and crippled; you cannot get to me.
These words are slowly starting to give me peace.
I say goodbye to you. Good bye to all of the goodness I foolishly
thought was in you. Like a fool
I was panning for gold inside of you;
and found nothing but cut glass
reflecting the sun's light
and all I had to do was was accept
that this light wasn't coming from the sun, but from me.
And when I shone my light on you; I made you better.
Made everyone believe that you were solid
instead of gold plated.
that you were truth
instead of an interlocking chain of falsehoods
You are finished; whether you're ready or not,
you're set to go. There's no time to argue
I'm moving on without you. See
I am leaving
and it may come as a surprise to you
but this is good bye.
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