We Held It Down at Bossa in August
We rocked it for the crowd at Bossa in August. Some of the vets even insured newbies to give the mic a shot. The highlights:
Luis climbed the ladder, stood up to Goliath, and roamed amongst the throngs of calm trees.
Jessica heard the strum of a busker beat and waged an old new protest.
Nicole read us Me Gustas by Pablo Neruda: Mariposa de sueno, te pareces a mi alma (Dreamtime butterfly, you resemble my soul).
Malkia shared Prince Ea’s Everybody Dies, But Not Everbody Lives: It is not death most people are afraid of. It is getting to the end of life, only to realize that you never truly lived.
Inyigo gave us a poem by Mario Benedetti, No Te Salves: no te quedes sin labios, no te duermas sin sueño, no te pienses sin sangre, no te juzgues sin tiempo.
Louise shared some Shel Silverstein faves: Who wants a pancake? <and> I will not play at tug o’ war, I’d rather play at hug o’ war.
A good amount of OPP can get anyone up to do some poetry—even if it’s their first time on the mic. Come out and give it a try!…at the next GPI. Every second Tuesday of the month 7-9 PM in Adams Morgan at Bossa, 2463 18th St. NW DC.