I'm starting a reading series at Balance to showcase my humorous essays and poetry.
Mostly, they are filthy pieces with titles like, "Can I Marry Your Baby?" or "At Least It's Not Cervical Cancer," or "M is for Melissa, A is for Abortion."
The first one will take place on July 28th from 3-5 at Balance Salon World Of Style, 18 Eerie Street, in Jersey City, of course. I will also have a guest reader, in case you hate me.
The only problem I'm having is deciding on a name for it. So far, this is what I've come up with:
Newark Avenue Bard
Sweet Face, Sour Puss
I think that "Sweet Face, Sour Puss," is the funniest, plus it sounds like candy, but it also sounds really vaggie, like BlackHole, and too many people already think I'm a lesbian.