Grandma June told me once that if I can be a poet  in West Virginia then NYC should be a piece of cake. She was right, kinda — NYC is so so very sweet and there is nothing like being in a community of poets and artist to help you find new poetic recipes.

Check out this footage shot by  Derek Sturdivant for my LouderArts feature at Bar 13

Special thanks to that bass ass poet Roger Bonair-Agard  @rogerbonair  for the invitation and shout out to my fashionable  cousin @JohnTheFame  for  having talented friends and my  NYC shopping spree! Note:  If you want to stop NYC traffic wear a white riding jacket from Zara.