And maybe you're thinking Meh, not really my thing . . . But remember L.I.F.E.'s point, to give our souls wing? Love's language is certain to do your heart good; Come hear and be merry (e.e. surely would).
So be it in beanie and Converse or puff sleeves and white lace Come Thursday night, Kimball Three is the place. Forget stagefright or wordfright; poems are worlds without laws--- At the very least come to snap-snap your applause.