Middle/high school, and college aged poets whose poetry was born in the Bronx, NY, USA. These are our assembled voices, thoughts, feelings, secrets, memories and visions. We’ve discussed with dignitaries; competed with collegiates; we’re a stew of cultures; a quilt of heritages, and we come in many shades, shapes and sizes. We are now, and we are poised and ready to rock this tiny world. What you experience here is ours; visceral and aggressive, inquisitive and passive, and always true.
Jan 30, 2007
Finals Baby!!!
Yeah we did it again, finals are tomorrow at 11. Wish us luck.
i wish u guys the best of luck!! I wish I could be there!!
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ReplyDeletethats wat im talking about true confidents not that pitty face u put on for no reason
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WE BRANG THE TROPHIE HOME BABY YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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KEEP ON GIRL DONT STOP DREAMING
ReplyDeleteWORIES R OVER
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