I'm sure you didn't think you were going to make it through National Poetry Month on my journal without being exposed to some kind of slam poetry. It's like a dyke requirement.
::looks around, notes lack of shock:: That's what I thought. Anyway.
1. Unsteady Things, by Alix Olson (because I love Alix Olson's work, and I also think she is *damn*
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I like that smirk she's got going on. *grin*
The second will have to wait for when my sister is not hanging over my shoulder -- if it's not safe for work, it's not safe for the virgins in the house, either, I'm guessing.
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Also, that head nod thing was pretty funny. And true. Oh man.
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