Recreational Poet

My dad has a saying, “If it ain’t fun, don’t do it.” So let the fun be had. Chuck grammar out the window and celebrate National Poetry Month any way you know how. Personally, I flew to Austin at the beginning of the month to recite at Austin Rec Center. It’s a DIY venue, not a place of exercise. So this is me doing that.

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I was invited out by a true patron of the arts, who I met while he wore an unfortunate walking cast at the Eaux Claires festival last summer. I had a walking cast once. They mess up your back. In any case, it was a warm evening in every sense, full of bright people and generous hearts.

Aside from that, it was nice to see Austin is still just a one horse town.

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This cheery trailer was home for the weekend. My best childhood friend flew out to join me, and these close quarters reminded us of our college dorm until a thunderstorm rolled in and rattled the whole tin can. It was fun while it lasted.

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