Oct 23 2008
Pie and Poetry Readings
I went to my first open mic night in 2002. I attended for a full year before I read anything. I was newly divorced, had no friends and was shy. I made friends at those coffee shop poetry readings that I have held dear for years now.
The coffee shop closed a few years ago and left a huge void in the community. Open mic nights had ended and I was at a loss. Fortunately, my friend Brad opened up a punk rock record store and let us have open mic night’s there.
Last year the record store closed, leaving homeless poets and musicians scattered all over town. Now, a new little pie shop is holding open mic nights beginning tonight. Word has spread all over town and the old crowd is anxious to attend. To go along with tradition, it will be called the After 9 show, always taking place on Thursday nights at some point after 9pm.
I’ll be attending, but tonight I think I’ll just sit and watch. And remember old times.
