Audio! — Performance at Women of the World local poets showcase

Hi!  The Women of the World Poetry Slam 2015 is over.  There were hundreds of the best female and female-identified poets in the country in Albuquerque this week, and I feel honored to have been in workshops, audiences and on stage with some of them!  Not only that, Albuquerque’s own Mercedez Holtry tied for third place in the finals!

Saturday’s Local Poets Showcase was one of the event’s highlights for me.  Thanks to everyone who attended, and for those who didn’t make it, here is the audio of my performance!

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On Anger

I’m angry
because my parents didn’t want me
like all children should be dreamed and coveted
I was the fruit of duty
conceived one spring evening
after church
I was born
on Sunday

I’m angry
because my mother didn’t love me
like all girls should be
adored and mentored
because her mother didn’t love her
the latest in a long matriline
of hollow faceless dolls
filling their withered daughters
with dry, empty breath

I’m angry
because I couldn’t run free
always the good one
trimmed of messy edges
neat and symmetrical
a patch in the family quilt
weakly sewn together
pulled in all directions

I’m angry
because no one could comfort me
and my self-soothing
dramatic pleas for help
sudden welts
closed-up bronchi
spasmed colon
and fits of self-mutilation
inspired rejection
instead of redemption

I’m angry
because my father didn’t
straighten his back for me didn’t
widen his shoulders for me
never taught me
to stand up protected
my boundaries too permeable
for safety or resilience
letting in all manner of
pestilence
virus, bacteria
free radicals
and human plague

I’m angry
because the world taught me
I’m a girl
I’m not allowed
beauty and brilliance
I’m not afforded
affection and respect
I’m second to any mediocrity in the room
if it has a penis
and a deep voice

I’m angry
because circumstance
was not the way it should have been
happenstance
rarely just or logical
so much imperfection and harm
easily avoided
or remedied

But as I reflect
relax my tightened triceps
accept
everything
was exactly
as it had to be
and I’m okay

I’m free

because
I’m no longer
angry.

© S.Rinderle, 2013

Slam poetry debut!

Hi everyone!  Thanks so much for subscribing!  I promise to keep posts short and only frequent enough to keep things interesting….

I had my slam poetry debut last Friday at “Final Friday” at Winnings Coffee House.  It was an incredible show hosted by slam champs Damien Flores and Jazz Cuffee, and with a feature by the super unique Esmé Vaandrager.  Many in attendance felt even the open mic was better than many slams — that is to say all the performances that night were awesome, and I was thrilled to be in the company of such talent and cool people.

Anywho I made the second round — not too bad for a first time slammer!  🙂  Truth be told I was unprepared to make the second round, and the poem I brought was too long.  Even without the time penalty I missed placing by .1 points.  WOW!

Want to see what you missed?  Check out the video on my “performances” page under “poetry” or just click here!

See you at the next show!

P.S. A few of you have asked to see/listen to my music.  It’s coming — right now I’m focused on poetry, but I think I’m going to be doing some shareable music sooner rather than later!