Thanks to all who came out to the May open mic at Bossa! Fun times all around (as usual!). Here are some highlights…
Sha brought beat-boxin’ love, then pigs pulled green out their pockets, people licked books, and he nurtured you and him by consuming you.
Jess got pissed at the press–all them talkin’ heads–gotta turn off the noise.
Ted told us history got herstory wrong and that torture, war, loss is for what? Nothing!
Michael read to his daughter, truly a sight to behold: beautiful yet powerful.
Jeff walks down the street
He says why am I soft in the middle now
Why am I soft in the middle
The rest of my life is so hard
I need a photo-opportunity
I want a shot at redemption
Don’t want to end up a cartoon
In a cartoon graveyard
Damian went back to the sun and the breeze, expressing himself in his greatest songs.
Stephanie whispered quick questioning, are we really spreading democracy when we leave dictators outside the lords doors?
Mo invoked Billy, whose beautiful smile was traded for a barrel of oil.
Hawah brought sunrays and moonbeams, reminding us we are descended from them and can regrow forests with love.
De’Junea has no regrets, because she is beautiful inside and out.
Carmen saw the assassin in her dream, and it was fear. The dream is here, the salvation is we.
Marcus gave us his see-ya-later song, still goin’ out in style, still drawin’ pictures for a livin’.
Old friends, new faces, freely feelin’ expression all night long. Lookin’ forward to the next open mic! See ya there!