Busboys and Poet

Close your eyes and let me take you back to 1997. We are having drinks in Chicago at a famous poetry lounge. The host takes the stage to present the next poet and you hear, “Darius Lovehall.” Darius steps to the mic and says, my poem is called, “A Blues for Nina.” The room lights up with snaps and cheers. This is how I felt at Busboys and Poets. I felt I had been teleported to that famous scene in my favorite movie, “Love Jones.”

While in DC, my friend Greta and I had a girl’s night. We only get to see each other once or twice a year, so we decided we will try this restaurant we found in the “Eat the City” group on Facebook. Greta hit me earlier in the week to tell me her friend was performing at a poetry slam too. Of course my artsy ass is in. I love poetry and I love poetry slams!

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