Last night, I celebrated my Independence Day and the beginning of my journey as a freelance writer with a trip to Chinatown to cover Matjames Metson’s assemblage show and read poetry with Slake.  It was an amazing night.  And not just because of the art show, but because the city was booming with people.   Kids were banging on drums, and dragons were dancing in between the pedestrians.  Check out the photos taken by my lady.

Really loved having the opportunity to read my poem, “Before the Week Ahead,” with Slake.  It was a poem about the anxiety I felt driving to work on the 405 from Long Beach to Woodland Hills.  Sort of felt like a moment of freedom to read this poem — almost a declaration of Independence.  (Heard Craig Gaines use this phrase, and I borrowed it.)

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