This week’s prompt:
I’m sick and tired, literally. Somehow I got a cold in the middle of August. I haven’t even been around people, yet somehow here I am with my throat throbbing and my nose so stuffed i can’t breathe. Good times.
I’ve tried to write three times, but just don’t have the concentration to even get coherent thoughts out. So instead, in honor of the theme, I’m posting a few of my favorite spoken word poems. I love poetry in all forms, but I love, love spoken word. Poetry comes alive when said, performed aloud.
Love her so much.
Sarah Kay is another favorite. I could’ve posted all of hers, but this one was just beautiful.
Instead of trying to come up with mangled words in my sick brain this week, I watched these two poets speak for me.
Do yourself a favor and go listen to their other poems too. Sometimes we need others to speak for us when we can’t.