Desiree spits hot fire...
Published Monday, January 30, 2006 by Vandy | E-mail this post 
Five classes in one day actually wasn't that bad...
I had two breaks of over 90 minutes which helped but I think I can manage this for the rest of the semester.
After class I went to a spoken word event on campus. I initally ended up going first to support Desiree who is one of the sickest poets I have ever heard.
But as I was sitting there listening to Desiree massage my brain with her words, I was suddenly filled with the urge to start writing poetry myself.
Don't ask where it came from. Maybe Desiree was that good that she somehow convinced me to start writing myself.
But all I know is this weekend I am going to buy a journal, a pen, and get to working on my inner thoughts.
Poetry is one of those things that I always thought was difficult but never really put any effort in it.
But writing is in my soul, it's who I am and I'm excited to see what I come up with on my first go around.
And I already have a nickname...
Nice Flow.
Who christened you this said "nickname"?
Desiree is tight. Cats had this running joke that her poetry is all about rape and misogyny, but then she'll come out of left field with some other stuff..She's a big supporter, she's actually like kin of a big deal in the whole tri-state area slam poetry scene.
By the way, way to slip in that Dylan reference. I didn't catch that at first.
Nice Flow ... I'll take the blame for that. Marcus, betta live up to the expectations bruh.