,
3 tweets,
1 min read
Read on Twitter
True story, the summer of 2008 a friend brought me to the Nuyorican for the Friday night poetry slam & it blew me away. I had never experienced literature the way I did that night. After we left I turned to my friend & said “That was unbelievable. I think I want to be a writer.”
At the Nuyorican Poets Cafe I watched black & brown artists redefine the boundaries of what I thought poetry could be.
It didn’t have to be like Keats or Frost (shout out to Frost though that’s my dude). It could be about your people, your language, your life, your neighborhood.
It didn’t have to be like Keats or Frost (shout out to Frost though that’s my dude). It could be about your people, your language, your life, your neighborhood.
It’s so important to have spaces where young people can discover & create art on their own terms.
