Pass Me the Mic!

The Wall, a casual restaurant and hang-out at Brigham Young University, hosts a monthly poetry slam event.  This event is called Saturday Night Slam Series and you should all go.  Don't walk, run to their next event.  I have to be honest. Initially, I was skeptical.  Who really wants to spend a Saturday night with whiny poets?? I had so many false expectations before my experience and left a truly changed person.





First of all, The Wall is the perfect place for an event like this.  It's casual enough and comfortable enough and the food is pretty tasty.  They had chairs in rows for people to sit in but they also had some couches and comfy chairs to kick back in as well.

The first new poet of the night performing "Selfish."

Depression and Anxiety

The poets were outstanding.  The first new poet of the night blew me away.  I hate to say I can not remember her name but I loved her message.  She spoke about being selfish and how it's okay to be selfish when looking for someone to spend the rest of your life with.  She
expressed that she is worth it and that we all are.  There was no rhyme to her words but the rhythm she retained throughout her time on stage pulled it all together.

There was even a poet duo!  Their message was moving, as well.  The pair were a boy and girl named Depression and Anxiety. The way they personified mental issues was brilliant.  For so many people, anxiety and depression are living breathing annoyances.  It was hilarious how they described who they were and what they were capable of inflicting on each other.  But their final message was that those are just problems they experience every now and then.  Those titles do not make them who they are.

The poetry slam I attended at The Wall was eye opening and, dare I say, life changing.  I have so much respect for the poets that put themselves out there and shared pieces of their souls with the other strangers in attendance.  I'm not sure I will be performing any time soon, but I left inspired to pick up a pen and watch my thoughts take shape.