Pictures from Nationals
Thursday, September 8th, 2005. 8:00am. Tagged .
Poetic Dream.
Without him, our movement would be much MUCH less documented.
So, courtesy of my man David Huang, I give you the NPS 05:
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Oh Suz. You’re right, yo. So right.
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Jeanne, great benefactor & friend.
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Was I wearing pants in this picture? I can’t remember, we had been nightswimming…
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Performing “Emergency Broadcast System” at our second bout.
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Performing our duo “This Spanish.”
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“This poem should be about my lungs / filled only with the names of men / who have given me entire worlds.”
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“A hundred boys fighting to be king of the playground!”
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If you had never heard of poetry slam, what the hell would you think we were doing in this picture?!
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“Raise up your left hands!”
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Scream it, Aaron baby.
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And we plead with you, audience!
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Celebration! Yay France! Yay Berekley! Yay Eugene! Yay us!
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