Raw.

Tonight my friend Celia and I went to a poetry reading called "Raw" at a pub down the street from where we live. We heard about the readings that take place at the end of each month, and have been patiently awaiting this event since the beginning of February. Celia really enjoys poetry as well as writing her own, and I had never been to a poetry reading, so I tagged along.

It was exactly how I imagined it would be. Dim lights, a small stage with a mic, a very relaxed atomsphere, lots of really intellegent looking and uniquely dressed people, and poems that didn't rhyme.

There were several different writers who shared their poems along with music, some incorporated singing, beat-boxing, and even rapping.

My favorite was a poem/rap/beat-box combo platter called "Black Jesus." It was sweet.

Overall, cool experience. Here are some pictures I took.