As I crawl out the trenches, find my way through a self-inflicted writer’s block, I have started to read, and watch, and listen to poetry again. I have stepped away from my desire to write and allow myself to experience the joy that is the written and spoken word. Someone I have recently come across is Taalam Acey. This is a recent performance of his at UrbanErotika, Bowery Poetry Club in New York.
I hope it speaks to you and you find relevance between the lines. I know I did.
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