Life is a cliff-hanger
some of us are the cliffs with clingy grievances hanging from our shoes and ankles
some of us refuse to let go of these people we feel sorry for
some of us are escape artists
built with strength and emotional power to pull ourselves up
and onto the cliff
not knowing there will be more cliffs
not knowing there will be more people and events to hold us down
like the string of a helium balloon tied to a chair or to a wrist
I am small and bound to burst
I am full and cannot flee my purpose
Here’s a short documentary put together by some Humber College students (2013) Special Thanks to Julia Rogers.
Check out this interview with Britta B. and Ryan B. Patrick from Canada Arts Connect Magazine:
URBAN/Intersection: Spoken Word Poet Britta B.
Here’s a clip of me sharing some poetry recently with ~300 grade nines in London, ON. I wrote this poem while I was on tour last year and I think it took me the whole year to write. I don’t really think it’s any of my best writing but it definitely broke the ice for more brilliant pieces to come.
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Thanks for watching,