The death of Maya Angelou marked a great turning point in contemporary poetry. Long gone are canonical 20th century poets such as e.e. cummings, Langston Hughes, T.S. 683 more words
I’d forgotten to give it consideration, the act unfathomed my only choice in the grand scheme, but try as I might it seemed so wrong to fight for what I’d been taught not to believe, dreams of grand endeavors worthy of failure, the light at the end of the the tunnel a shine as false as fools gold, and truth be told, I’d hoped to never reach a point in my life where everything I’d fought for wouldn’t matter, the effort put forth even meager was moments and mentions I’d never get back, a time that was passed like stories written in ink, once I’d admit their reality they’d never be able to fade, stories immortalized by the mere will to survive. 531 more words
I happened to stumble across a link to this slam poem on Facebook and thought it was extremely relevant to our recent body image discussions. Hope you like it!