Literary Creatures: Philly Fringe Festival 2018

Some performances were long. We raged past the show and burrowed furiously into the night. Other performances were lonely and quiet, intimate, with soft conversation and relaxed acceptance of letting the flow be. On the last night, our voices rose and fell in play with one another, harmonizing at their own accord to the perfect pitches, intervals, frequencies. Continue reading Literary Creatures: Philly Fringe Festival 2018

Paperback Poetry Festival: June 15th

Paperback Poetry Festival

Typewriter Poetry at the Paperback Poetry Festival Today, I’ll be setting up with my typewriter, gifting strangers and friends Free Poetry at the Paperback Poetry Festival. The Sankofa House 906 South 49th St 4PM – 9PM I’ll also have the latest Tiny Epiphany books and zines, including special Limited Edition hardcovers and regular paperbacks. The sun’s out, there’s a breeze in the air, and today … Continue reading Paperback Poetry Festival

TONIGHT: Come to the Canoga Park LGBTQ Artwalk (6PM)

Here is where I am calling out all abled allies of Los Angeles: this is your chance. Your chance to put your body where your mouth (er, status update) is. To move away from the computer, away from the phone, away from your wonderfully crafted Facebook posts which condemn gun laws, homophobia, and Islamophobia, and participate in a public demonstration in support of the LGBTQ community. Continue reading TONIGHT: Come to the Canoga Park LGBTQ Artwalk (6PM)

Typewriter Poem: “With Ink” (New Typewriter Poetry)

Found out my friend Ryan passed away last year. We met at the Canoga Park Art Walk a few years back…I typed him a poem, he showed me his drawings. Young guy. Potential. We stayed in touch, hanging out and talking, reflecting. The last time we talked, he told me he was focusing on recovery. Addiction uses our mind/body as a feasting ground. How to … Continue reading Typewriter Poem: “With Ink” (New Typewriter Poetry)

Goodnight, Royal! (On Valentine’s Day, Staten Island, and a Slightly Related Third Thing)

I’m extremely grateful to say I’ve crossed one more item off my bucket list: perform Typewriter Poetry inside a museum. It brings Typewriter Poetry to a complete circle. I am able to put my typewriter to rest with pride and move on to the next adventure. Continue reading Goodnight, Royal! (On Valentine’s Day, Staten Island, and a Slightly Related Third Thing)

Beyond Words: Princeton Library’s Fall Benefit

Events have an allure which public spaces lack. In both instances, you are a spectacle; yet there is a distinct difference in how people react to and approach you. Public spaces offer a nonchalant curiosity, but events open people up rather immediately. Everyone’s behavior is influenced by the fantastic, not-so-everyday surroundings and atmosphere.

…plus, there’s alcohol.

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Fireflies, Home-Cooked Meals, Mathematics, & Mona

The day after rendezvousing at Rittenhouse Square in Philly, I felt sluggish, weary, cold, and uninspired. It took me a large portion of the morning to tap into my unknown energy reserve, then heave my typewriter over to the Princeton’s farmers market.

Sometimes all it takes is connecting with the right person to help you chart a course away from negativity and alienation. It wasn’t until Mona heard the dings and clacks of my typewriter that my outlook was, thankfully, altered.

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