spoken word.

i've entered a contest at one of my service projects. because i like to think i am good at this sort of thing. i don't want to reveal too much, but it's going to be excellent. i'll put blips up here until it's done, then i'll record it to my facebook.

"after all, you're my wonderwall. but what are you going to do when we fall? never even move at all? baby, i crawled my way back to you, through storm and rain and lightening and wind. i thought i would find something more than remnants of memories, bits of my life, blown away in that same wind."


listening to: "lions, tigers & bears" by jazmine sullivan