Saturday, June 9, 2018

End of the Advent read aloud



Here is my first recording of myself performing my poetry in a controlled environment. I hope to do more of these. I confess to having gotten frustrated after two hours, and just posting the first take I was able to make all the way through. What is with upstairs neighbors? How come they're always rolling bowling balls around and setting off small explosives?

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