words are power {sol 3.14.16}

I went to the semi-finals of Louder Than a Bomb yesterday and all I want is to write like those kids, those kids who are half (more than half) my age and living with crazy experiences than my white privilege always kept me from. Check out Young Chicago Authors, the organization that puts on LTAB here:

The kids wrote poems about politics, how the government drains our schools of money, abortion, feminism, growing up gay with a dad who could never accept you, police brutality and killing of young African American Boys, racism, and a lot more topics that are slipping my mind right now.

As I sat in The Metro yesterday, listening to kids from all around our great city, as I was transcended to a different place, a neighborhood not like mine, a high school where a young woman begins to understand that being "the cool girl" with the boys isn't all it's cracked up to be, an abortion clinic, I was reminded how powerful words are. Our words matter. Our words inspire. Our words have the potential to create change.

So to all the new Slicers out there, know that you can never be too sure how far-reaching your posts are. More than likely, they are inspiring someone right at this moment. So keep writing, keep sharing, and if you're anything like me, continue to appreciate this amazing writing life.

Now, if I could just get as good at writing as those high school kids are. The last few days, I've actually been thinking about another degree, maybe in writing? It sounds so so awesome! Anyone out there with writing degrees? Thoughts?

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