How do you like me now?
Hello, lovely human beings. Some of you may be aware that I
write things. Generally these things embody wry cynicism or more typically, the
soul-consuming angst most people experience throughout their 20s. And 30s
and maybe 40s if they’re really lucky. Very occasionally I also string together
words with internal rhyme schemes, cohesive imagery, and some sort of
underlying message. I call these words “poems” but really they’re very short
blog posts with a lot of alliteration.
This past Monday night KBOO radio (90.7 FM, for all you
local yahoos) invited me to share said words with the public. I like to
imagine I spent the evening sitting in a room with friends, talking into an
unplugged microphone, pretending to be famous.
Realistically I read poetry on a local FM radio. Started
from the bottom now we here, am I right? For those of you who thought
eating/sleeping/having sex were more important than my words: you were probably
right, good call. But my lovely cohorts were definitely worth listening to. So! Without further ado:
KBOO Talking Earth: Brenda Taulbee, Leah Rainer, Joy Pearson
P.S. Please disregard the five minutes of cow bell and didgeridoo leading up to our set?
Xoxoxo, beezies.
-b
P.S. Please disregard the five minutes of cow bell and didgeridoo leading up to our set?
Xoxoxo, beezies.
-b
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