A series of rules which I'll develop as I do readings which will hopefully mean they get better.
Rule number one: Never share a bill with a performance poet (at least not one that's any good).
Last night Shane Koyczan came to Book Sl@m, saw me read, conquered. Grown men were weeping in the aisles, girls were queuing for his verbal loving. I'd gone foetal in the corner.
To be fair, everyone was very kind. But the principle stands...
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