poetry
Hidef Artipixel 2012: I See a Rainbow City
Here’s our next HiDef Artipixel to welcome in the new year; 2012 the year where it all ends-if you believe in the Mayan Calendar-or perhaps its more like the year where it really all just begins. So my gift to
Hidef Artipixel 2012: I See a Rainbow City
Here’s our next HiDef Artipixel to welcome in the new year; 2012 the year where it all ends-if you believe in the Mayan Calendar-or perhaps its more like the year where it really all just begins. So my gift to
Lady Couture : Forgiveness doesn’t always equal Forgetfulness
This blog is a conduit for many things, ‘a funnel for the quirky, kinky, creative and queer’ as the byline says. It gives us great pleasure to offer a place for poets, philosophers, activists and humans to release their
Lady Couture : Forgiveness doesn’t always equal Forgetfulness
This blog is a conduit for many things, ‘a funnel for the quirky, kinky, creative and queer’ as the byline says. It gives us great pleasure to offer a place for poets, philosophers, activists and humans to release their
Music For Caterpillars : An Evening with J. Skye Cabrera Friday, December 16th
Music for Caterpillars : An Evening with J. Skye Cabrera Deja vu Book Lounge 112 East 116th Street in Spanish Harlem between Lexington & Park Avenues Friday, December 16th 7:00 pm – 9:00 pm Bronx-born-and-based writer and performer J
Music For Caterpillars : An Evening with J. Skye Cabrera Friday, December 16th
Music for Caterpillars : An Evening with J. Skye Cabrera Deja vu Book Lounge 112 East 116th Street in Spanish Harlem between Lexington & Park Avenues Friday, December 16th 7:00 pm – 9:00 pm Bronx-born-and-based writer and performer J
there is one letter short of a promise in promiscuity : original poetry by Chauncey Dandridge
i feel it all this holy night this sacrilege this war as we follow the choreography of the dance of filth i feel the awkwardness i feel the shame the mispronunciation i feel the power the promiscuity all
there is one letter short of a promise in promiscuity : original poetry by Chauncey Dandridge
i feel it all this holy night this sacrilege this war as we follow the choreography of the dance of filth i feel the awkwardness i feel the shame the mispronunciation i feel the power the promiscuity all
The World’s First Internet Special-Characters Poem
The World’s First Internet Special-Characters Poem The following poem appeared in the May/June 1990 issue of Infocus magazine and has since been floating around the Internet. The original authors were Fred Bremmer and Steve Kroese of Calvin College & Seminary
The World’s First Internet Special-Characters Poem
The World’s First Internet Special-Characters Poem The following poem appeared in the May/June 1990 issue of Infocus magazine and has since been floating around the Internet. The original authors were Fred Bremmer and Steve Kroese of Calvin College & Seminary
“Finish This Sentence” by Chauncey Dandridge
Aside from all the other hats that Chauncey Dandridge wears…first and foremost he is a poet. Since he was young, one of the things he always did was write. Reflections on life, love and his various adventures through the jungle
“Finish This Sentence” by Chauncey Dandridge
Aside from all the other hats that Chauncey Dandridge wears…first and foremost he is a poet. Since he was young, one of the things he always did was write. Reflections on life, love and his various adventures through the jungle
the bougie bloque : american civilization
American Civilization We are at war. We spoke on Christmas day. Our uncomfortably brief ‘hellos’ And ‘thank yous’ echoed In ears for days, Asking if this would be The last day of our acquaintance, Like a bad Sinead O’Connor song,
the bougie bloque : american civilization
American Civilization We are at war. We spoke on Christmas day. Our uncomfortably brief ‘hellos’ And ‘thank yous’ echoed In ears for days, Asking if this would be The last day of our acquaintance, Like a bad Sinead O’Connor song,
the gospel of the prophalactic : a tribute to world aids day
this piece has been brewing inside me for the last couple days. it is the asphalt laid down after many years of dealing with the AIDS crisis, how it afffects me, the millions all over the world as well as
the gospel of the prophalactic : a tribute to world aids day
this piece has been brewing inside me for the last couple days. it is the asphalt laid down after many years of dealing with the AIDS crisis, how it afffects me, the millions all over the world as well as
original poetry : momentos
since moving uptown, the most exciting thing (something most people would balk at) is the fact that i have a somewhat lengthy train ride to take to and from home to get to or return from where all the action
original poetry : momentos
since moving uptown, the most exciting thing (something most people would balk at) is the fact that i have a somewhat lengthy train ride to take to and from home to get to or return from where all the action
11questions : chauncey chat with stephen earley jordan ii
chauncey recently asked author and performance artist, stephen earley jordan, eleven questions about his career, creative output and his upcoming performance at Space on White on Saturday, November 20th called ‘Thick Hemp Noose’ with singer Maurio Brown. it is the
11questions : chauncey chat with stephen earley jordan ii
chauncey recently asked author and performance artist, stephen earley jordan, eleven questions about his career, creative output and his upcoming performance at Space on White on Saturday, November 20th called ‘Thick Hemp Noose’ with singer Maurio Brown. it is the
original poetry : the goodbye waiver
the goodbye waiver by chauncey dandridge if you swear you’re telling the truth when you say that you loved me then you should have no problem at all hating me after today i know you better than i know myself
original poetry : the goodbye waiver
the goodbye waiver by chauncey dandridge if you swear you’re telling the truth when you say that you loved me then you should have no problem at all hating me after today i know you better than i know myself
