Slam Poetry

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Jessica Shallenberger

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Sabrina Benaim - First Date

Sabrina Benaim - "First Date" (NPS 2015)

Brenna Twohy - Anxiety: A Ghost Story

Brenna Twohy - "A Ghost Story" (NPS 2015)

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Slam Poems

Spoken Word Poems

Make My Day

Harry Potter Fanfiction

Video Call

Spoken Word

Brenna Twohy - Fantastic Breasts and Where To Find Them

Brenna Twohy - "Fantastic Breasts and Where To Find Them" (NPS 2014)

a woman standing in front of a microphone and holding her hands out to the side

"On Doing Laundry as a Single Girl" (WOWPS 2016)

a woman standing next to a microphone in front of a wall with paintings on it

Hannah Johnson - I'm Still Really Glad I Broke Up With You

Bianca Phipps - Almosts

Bianca Phipps - "Almosts" (CUPSI 2014)

two people standing on a stage with microphones

Sarah Kay & Phil Kaye "An Origin Story"

a man standing in front of a fence pointing at something

Phil Kaye // Repetition (Poetry Observed)

Phil Kaye // "Repetition" (Poetry Observed)

a woman standing in front of a stone wall with her hands on her hips and looking up

Sierra DeMulder "Paper Dolls" - Amani Media Poetry

a man standing in front of a microphone with his hands out to the side while talking

Doc Luben

Doc Luben - 14 Lines from Love Letters or Suicide Notes

Doc Luben - "14 Lines from Love Letters or Suicide Notes"

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Poem About Letting Go

A poem about letting go

Andrea Gibson- A poem about letting go

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Poetry Prompts

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andrea gibson, "the pursuit of happiness"

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Andrea Gibson- Birthday

Andrea Gibson- Birthday "I know this world is far from perfect... I know our wounds are deep as the Atlantic. But every ocean has a shoreline and every shoreline has a tide that is constantly returning to wake the songbirds in our hands, to wake the music in our bones, to place one fearless kiss on the mouth of that new-born river that has to run through the center of our hearts to find its way home."