j. white, j. gilbert, m. july, r. mckibbens, a. sexton, p. neruda, j. mccarthy, d. brown, r. dustin, j. mcdaniel, m. ondaatje, t. kooser, r. brautigan, the sensational shittiness of life.
Sounds Like
a weird date on spin cycle. with sauces. rubber cement. paper dolls in a backlit diarama. hfgh singsing
something honest.
Sarah Morgan is a touring performance poet. She has published “Animal Ballistics” a book of poetry, through Write Bloody Publishing. Previous work appears in several literary journals including Mad Swirl, The Common-Line Project, and Word Riot, as well as a variety of spoken word anthologies. She was instrumental in the rebirth of the Philadelphia Poetry Slam Team, which lay dormant for twelve years prior. She now lives in Chicago where she is actively involved with regular poetry events, including the Encyclopedia Show and Young Chicago Authors.
Sarah enjoys coaxing stray dogs into her car with gravy she has on her at all times. She likes to swim when it is raining. She yells to the clouds... "Thunderstorm I am sweet on you."
She can be had with the flash of a tasty-kake.
For more information or booking, email s.morgan.27@hotmail.com
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super proud of you, homegirl. super mm good to see you where you have come. and how you have gotten here. i've loved and supported you through it all, though, really. even if it doesn't always feel that way.
fuck, how did i get this sappy? i need sex. or someone needs to kick me.
if i was in ohio i would have taken a train up to chicago. instead i was crying about bombs in berlin.bleh bleh. but ok, next time.
because, of course, there will be many more like this. it will keep growing.
(oh and charles bukowski is nasty with his back zits. you are way hotter)
Dear Ms Morgan, I got your letter, and the answer is: yes, yes, yes! And maybe. Also, I enjoyed the tattoo, though I have yet to have it burned permanently into my skin. Remind me to show you the drunk tattoo I got on my leg next time we go skinny dipping or possibly train hopping in shorts together. I miss you! I don't know how that's possible. I mean, you want to eat a sandwich together sometime? I do. Sincerely, me.
