Poetry Night at Weeds, where poetry is a lot like tequila: sometimes it goes down a little rough. Now in our 21st year of service, each and every Monday night at 1555 N. Dayton, Chi-town. Half a block from hell and a million miles from nowhere, this is purgatory...
We must, however, acknowledge, as it seems to me, that man with all his noble qualities... still bears in his bodily frame the indelible stamp of his lowly origin.
