On movement


The paths we take though a city are laid out in asphalt and stone
in side-yard fences 
in restaurants and convenience stores known and unknown. 

I drove down the freeway today, took the less-than-predictable exit,
one later than I'd planned - 
paused in front of a neon land laid out 
on the vertical white walls of the nearest museum. It 
cast a red glow like the firelight of the video installation 
in the next room over. 

When will I pass this way again? 

I’m reading at Half Moon Bay!

So about a year ago, I started going to Coastside Poetry. I’d taken a memoir class the prior fall, taught by Kathleen McClung; she was Coastside’s featured reader one month, and I went along because hey, why not.

It was a nice vibe, friendly people, and there was an open mic signup sheet. I took a big deep breath and put my name on the list.

That was a year ago. And now, this:

So excited!!!

Twelve days until I’m one of those featured readers myself! Really looking forward to it (and hoping there’s an audience). If you are in the area, and looking for something fun to do on a Tuesday evening… well. Would love to see you there!

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