Friday, December 13, 2013

The Things We Still Remember

The Things We Still Remember

We keep best friends in 5 places

1. Our mothers' costume jewelry boxes we used in elementary school
            a) plastic earrings
            b) halloween rings
2. Beneath pillows and blankets of summertime whispers
3. Across the lines of our diaries
            -the ones we like to go back to every once in a while
4. In our palms, painted over purple nail polish
5. In pictures, notes, colored pencils, strawberries, hair ties and lemonade
            ie: things we keep in the back of our mind until the next rainy day


Sunday, December 1, 2013

"Where words kiss melodies so deeply."

Have you ever read, watched, or performed slam poetry? Because if you haven’t, then you should.
I first experienced it in high school for the first time and fell in love with it. It’s different than music. There’s a beat, and there’s words, but the words never get overpowered by any music. And the words aren’t just words; they’re stories and feelings and tragedies and dreams and all of these things that make you want to throw away your life and become an artist.
It’s an art what these people do. In high school I decided to take a poetry elective, and I was pretty good. I would write all these different things and the teacher would say he liked them and I was pretty proud. Then one year he asked me to join the competition team, so I went to the meeting and read a poem for everyone…and they just stared.
See it’s not about writing a poem and then reading it. You have to take all of the emotion in that poem and throw it out there, throw it at all of your listeners.
But slams poems, they’re so much more. They’re no Shakespeare or Emily Dickinson. They come in all shapes and sizes, all rhythms and languages, and they hit you like a brick wall. These writers make you understand them and understand you and sometimes I just wish that before college and before senior year, I had just dropped everything and become one of them.
After I read my poem for the group, the teacher told me I needed so much practice that I couldn’t read for him again until I was ready. So I practiced every day during my lunch period. But you see, I have this wall up. I hate showing emotion, and I hate being eccentric because I have a fear of judgment. So I took this friend I had, this girl who had no reservations and was nothing but theatrical on a daily basis, and made her turn me into her. So I read my pieces to her every day and she would yell at me and get the emotion to come out of me until I was no longer reading the poems, I was performing them.
Seriously, these people are great. And it’s not all just emotional crap, it’s fear and excitement and comedy and romance and everything in 3 and a half minutes. Listen to them. They speak wisdom and they speak the truth.
I swear.

“They say it takes twice as long to forget as it did to get to know. So now I’m sitting here talking about 6 days down, and six more years to go.” –Rafael Casal, First Week of a Breakup

“I am missing you most in the silence between songs on my favorite records. Sometimes it takes too long for the music to start.” –Andrea Gibson

“I can’t write my way through this bathroom door, so I raise my hand in class cuz I can’t stand it anymore.” –Rafael Casal, Barbie and Ken 101

“Rock out like you get paid to disturb the peace.” –Anis Mojgani, Rock Out

“I’m done being seized and I’m seizing my chances.” –George Watsky

“This was a very special place with very special stores that I had never seen before, where I could buy anything that I wanted to try: wings that make me fly, and Courage to make me try.” –Poetri, The Store