Performed at WOWPS 2023 in Baltimore, MD
“Suck the soul out of me like bad poetry”
Don’t miss this poem from Keyma Flight, performing at WOWPS 2023 in Baltimore, MD
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“He opens my throat, a disposable gutter and I know I’m empty or full or which one he wants me to be”
Don’t miss this poem from Hieu Minh Nguyen
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Performed NorthBeast Regional 2023 Finals
“That’s the thing about a direct English translation there is never anything correct about it.”
Don’t miss this poem from Ren L[i]u, performing NorthBeast Regional 2023 Finals
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Performed at Project Row Houses in Houston, TX
“There will be ease, soft breathing, and your favorite foods, a warm animal crawling into bed to sleep with you.”
Don’t miss this poem from Ariana Brown, performing at Project Row Houses in Houston, TX
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Performed at IWPS 2015
“What is the word for taking bathroom breaks at your retail job to cry?”
Don’t miss this poem from Melissa Lozada-Oliva, performing at IWPS 2015
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Performed at Albany Barn in Albany, NY in 2023.
“I am a mural tagged overnight, something made more and less of itself.”
Don’t miss this poem from Sierra DeMulder, performing at Albany Barn in Albany, NY in 2023.
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Performed NorthBeast Regional 2023 Finals
“And it’s the first time all day my little bean runs into my arms when I call them.”
Don’t miss this poem from Christopher Clauss, performing NorthBeast Regional 2023 Finals
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Performed in NYC
“Thirty days of flyers. Thirty days of prayer and deli platters. Thirty days of missing. Thirty days, and dead the whole time.”
Don’t miss this poem from Sean Patrick Mulroy, performing in NYC
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Performed at WOWPS 2023 in Baltimore, MD
“For every good time to sing its tune throughout my cheeks it took a trail of skulls and spilled marrow to build a body worth continuing to sing to.”
Don’t miss this poem from EL, performing at WOWPS 2023 in Baltimore, MD
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“If you knew her you knew about the dream, the one where her fruitless body wished for the plum-skinned boy and then the boy walked through her front door.”
Don’t miss this poem from Donte Collins
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