craaaaaaaaaaaaaazy night of poems so slamming the guillotine would be put to shame, those kids were sharp, tore it up like janet jackson's right cup, words so tight jay-z would be inspired to come out of retirement. and to think i even thought about skipping out on the night to work on my paper. jason bayani dreams of a woman with lips of mercy and jose of all four girls from the movie blue crush (even the one who's still in high school.) jimmy almost made me cry twice on two different verses. look for his bright red-purple face in a crowd of pile diving poets. congratulations to all. to all those who missed it: it was unbelievable. the last poem of the night left the crowd as orphans, desperately holding onto themselves and unable to utter another word.

it was gorgeous. good night.