Squaretable Seminars

Today I performed my first improv slam poem. Talk about nerve-racking. My word to work in was prank. Yeah, that's what I thought when I read it. w.t.f. can I do with this?

So I titled my poem something like Forfeit This: a 5th Grade Poem Revised in reference to things in class. There is no way I can paraphrase what came out of my brain/mouth next though. I said my ballroom dance class is a metaphor for my life and went with it. Soooooo difficult to get up and improv a poem with 30 seconds of preparation. Damn.