Never been keen on reciting my poetry. It always feels like I’m but naked, in the worst shape, on stage, with people staring at me. Not the most pleasant feeling. But I like to challenge myself now and then and I am a firm believer of doing stuff that you are scared off doing in order to grow. Some of the poetry I’ve written isn’t meant to stay on paper but is supposed to get out there, spoken in words. So on behalf of those words and as a slave of my own poetry I did it. For the first time.
Next time I’ll invite you. Promise.