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"This Is My Life" : A Marriage of Poetry and Instagram by The House Of Dandridge

“This Is My Life” : A Marriage of Poetry and Instagram by The House Of Dandridge

We are always open to giving ourselves challenges and trying out experiments here at The H.O.D. so here we go with another unique adventure in creative writing mixed with social media! To celebrate Friday the 13th, we took a series of poems written by Chauncey from way back in the early 2000s and paired them...
Excerpts from "Something Tsunami A-Z" : a soon to be published collection of original writing by Chauncey Dandridge

Excerpts from “Something Tsunami A-Z” : a soon to be published collection of original writing by Chauncey Dandridge

Sometimes the only way to make things happen in life is to put yourself into a position of responsibility and/or accountability so that if you fail to deliver on a promise or intention or project, you don’t just disappoint yourself..you let other people down.   That’s never a good feeling obviously.  Chauncey Dandridge (certainly likes...
Pussy Faggot!  Jubilee : The Return of Penny Arcade @ The Delancey Thursday, October 4th

Pussy Faggot! Jubilee : The Return of Penny Arcade @ The Delancey Thursday, October 4th

When people say that The NYC Queer Underground culture is dead, they obviously haven’t attended Pussy Faggot at The Delancey ever!   The amazing Earl Dax, ringleader of this amazing art collective/exhibition/dance party/celebration, brings you the newest edition of Pussy Faggot!  featuring New York City icon Penny Arcade!   DJ Chauncey D and The Q...
Hidef Artipixel : "I See a Rainbow City" by @PixelLoki

Hidef Artipixel : “I See a Rainbow City” by @PixelLoki

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 you, our dear readers of House of Dandridge and HiDef Artipixel, is  “I See a...

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 work within these walls for the world to see.   Lady Couture has a new...

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 Skye Cabrera will read from her new bilingual collection of poetry and experimental verse, “Music...

“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 have always been a part of his creative output.  You can find many original works...

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, Not yet sung. The family is stubborn like an ox. Or a game of chess–...

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 those in my many circles of friends and acquaintances.  there were moments in my life...

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 is.  and what does that mean you ask?  it means i have time to open...
original poetry : the goodbye waiver

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 so i’ll enjoy the game until you grow up cut the puppet strings my fingers...
the bougie bloque : babylon is on fire

the bougie bloque : babylon is on fire

Babylon is on fire Babylon is on fire. The gypsies will no longer roam, Crystal balls will be thrown Against the Great Wall of China And tarot cards will be ripped and thrown in faces of idolaters. The earth has been salted And the minds have been lobotomized, children sodomized and reprogrammed with USB drives...
The Last Chapter : An Ode To September The Eleventh 9/11 by Chauncey Dandridge

The Last Chapter : An Ode To September The Eleventh 9/11 by Chauncey Dandridge

Here are a series of poems Chauncey wrote in response to the World Trade Center attacks shortly after they occurred.  It was a hell of a time to live in New York City for sure, but Chauncey did not know what it was like to live anywhere else.  It is amazing that so many years...
pieces of the something tsunami

pieces of the something tsunami

here are some excerpts from a book of poetry chauncey has been planning on publishing for way too long.  titled ‘the something tsunami’, the collection was completed shortly after the september 11th terrorist attacks and has been collecting virtual dust on his computer hard drive since then.  please do us a favour and yell at...
the bougie bloque : eat

the bougie bloque : eat

eat by stephen earley jordan ii Her vagina is uncooked Bacon strips I fiddle With my salmon tongue Like an untuned cello. It smells of thyme and bergamot hair food From Sally’s Beauty Supply On 125th street. She says she likes when Brothas eat her out But most don’t like to eat So Latin brothas...
original poetry : the black widower

original poetry : the black widower

hurry dear scurry my dear sneak past me rush right by for if i catch you in the corner of my eye iʼll spin my web so fast your apathy your adolescence your gymnastics wouldnʼt stand a chance paint me stain me colour me your favourite jaundice the terrible tint of your virginity i want...
Poetry From The Vaults 2002-2004 by Chauncey Dandridge

Poetry From The Vaults 2002-2004 by Chauncey Dandridge

while searching through old files, we came across these little ditties and thought they were worth sharing.  they were all written back in 2002 through 2004.  there’s certainly more where these came from so be on the lookout if you like what you read! shaman Just open up a new file And let it flow...
poetry by chauncey d from the vaults

poetry by chauncey d from the vaults

we have been cleaning up and organizing our hard drive here and we decided to post some old poetry by chauncey dandridge for your enjoyment…here are a few ditties that are worthy of sharing… Purgatory Take this candy Lick – suck – bite – chew it until your teeth are sore Until your jaw quits...
websightings : sytations

websightings : sytations

a young dear old friend of the house has a blog which he uses as an archive for his poetry, prose and reflections.  he calls them musings and madness but we call it verbal sorcery.  below is a sampling of some of the work kept on his site. click here for the musings and madness...
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