I call BS

So today I went to poetry club, a little awkward, because I don't really know anyone there. There's a lot of talent out there. Its all slam style, rather sweet, but what happened to the sestinas and the pantoums?
Andres fed me a bit of bullshit though- saying no one is better than anyone else. There will always be a ranking system-- maybe somethings are incomparable...but screw that.

I think one of my favorite parts of the week is coming up with ideas for lit club.

"He didn't want to get lost in the woods. So he made a very small forest, with just one tree in it"