Category: M.E.E.T. me for Tea in London

Poetry: N.F.L. Not For Long

For my overqualified Ivy League uncle. Rooney made a rule, it’s still not quite right. Vacant offices, packed benches and stands. This issue unknown to average fans. Seven black coaches…

Poetry: My Last Mental Getaway, An Epic Poem

M.E.E.T. me for Tea in London: April 22, 2012

I come to you live from another rainy day in London. I’m beginning to love who I’m turning into. This website is a reflection of my progression. I’m…

Poetry: Going Green

Going Green By Ms Jheri Voicemail. I hear my worst fear, trans- forming me to a sonneteer. Take to this paper with a pen. Purple paper waits to…

M.E.E.T. me for Tea in London: November 1, 2011

Wow, we have arrived at the 10th post and the halfway point of the fall semester. I still can’t believe this is my life! I never imagined riding…

M.E.E.T. me for Tea in London: October 19, 2011

These British people claim to be speaking English. Often, I’m not so sure. I didn’t anticipate a language barrier within the same language but it is what it…

M.E.E.T. me for Tea in London: The Introduction

Ladies and gentlemen, I’m back at it. Packing and preparing to take my talents to United Kingdom! The countdown has begun. I leave for London in September. There…