There is a new Open Mic in town at a bar, actually, and this morning I got a personal invitation to be there from one of the organizers who was also in V-Day with me back in March.

I really like her. We connected over fabric…. she wore a sari-sort of costume made from fabric from Togo, which is where her father was born and raised. I used to have a really cool shirt from Togo, I got in New York way back when.

She is a poet also.

I am especially excited because this is a venue where I can share some of the poetry I hesitate to read at the “family oriented” settings. Its good, its all good.