The disaster that was my first open mic poetry reading
I thought I'd be brave and read my poem at the local cafe's poetry corner last week. I practiced for days, but when I got on stage, my mind went completely blank. Instead of my carefully crafted lines about autumn leaves, I started rambling about my grocery list. People were trying not to laugh, but one guy snorted so loud I heard it over the mic. I finished by accidentally knocking over the stool, which got a round of applause. Now I stick to writing poems in my notebook... far away from any audience.