performance poetry
Performance Poetry is poetry out loud; poems brought from the page to the stage.
Home to Homeland
In the infamous words of Nina Simone. Baltimore is home. The place I always return to when life knocks the wind out of me. The place of too many cornerstone churches and abandoned buildings. Where I learned the language of dance on my living room floor, with my mother saying “go head Beenie Ball, do that dance”. The creative hub full of mosaic art pieces, neon lights, and a little tilt to everything we do. If a song was a hit you better believe it will be a club mix bumping from 92Q.You’ll never understand the true taste of a chicken box, with western fries, and a half and half with “saltpepperketchup” after a long day of school. If you made that dish and it was missing something just add a little pinch of Old Bay...okay that’ll do. You better be able to dress or the people will talk about you. We, people of so little yet our standards are far from few. My favorite was always birthday party cyphers when the music is bumpin’ and the legs get to jumping, and the heart starts thumpin’. The room moves! Like the water of the harbor with magic steam floating through charm city. It is not spiffy, so much taken from our city, yet we keep going and going, because no one can do us like we do.
By Sanchel Brown5 years ago in Poets
