Will Daniel Christensen make Brave New Voices this year?

Brave New Voices – Kansas City’s National Teen Poetry Slam Team

For the last four years, Kansas City has sent a team to Brave New Voices, the national teen poetry slam team. During the school year the Blue Room at the American Jazz Museum hosts a teen poetry slam the fourth Tuesday of every month. . . . → Read More: Will Daniel Christensen make Brave New Voices this year?

Zendrix Berndt, “Homeless”

Homeless

To escape the beat made by her skull Being bashed into drywall Knuckles chalk white like fists were made out of plaster And no matter how far I run I will always be a bastard Faster and faster my heart beats in time To escape the beat made by her skull Being bashed into . . . → Read More: Zendrix Berndt, “Homeless”

Corinna West, “Your Only Flavor is Vanilla”

This is a poem about the positives of having schizophrenia. It is about some of the interesting metaphysical experiences I have had. Schizophrenia to me feels like free drugs and it’s something that people shouldn’t fear or pity. It’s just another way to walk the room, it’s just how my brain works. This poem was . . . → Read More: Corinna West, “Your Only Flavor is Vanilla”

Poetry at Mental Health Advocacy day

This year almost all the mental health advocacy organizations worked together to organize Kansas’ mental health advocacy day in Topeka. We wanted to bring mental health consumers together to talk to legislators about issues important to them. This year the most consumers ever had come to the event, almost 350 people because we knew it . . . → Read More: Poetry at Mental Health Advocacy day

Poetry gave me an identity and acceptance

This story was told by Glenn North. Glenn is the poet in residence at the American Jazz Museum, and was honored as the Charlotte Street Foundation’s Generative Performing Artist last year. Glenn is an MFA candidate at the University of Missouri-Kansas City. He hosts numerous poetry events in the greater Kansas City area as well . . . → Read More: Poetry gave me an identity and acceptance

My poems got through my first night in jail

Anonymous

As a person with mental illness, I was deeply troubled for a long time, and now I’m not. When things were not going well at all for me, I lost hope. I decided that there was “nothing left,” and made several suicide attempts. One of them was an attempt at suicide by cop, where . . . → Read More: My poems got through my first night in jail