Last night I went to see the play 12 Angry Jurors, put on at the high school that I teach environmental justice and spoken word. 5 of the students that are in the workshop I facilitate are in the play, so of course I had to go. It was so amazing! They were all so good, and it was just exciting to get to be in the audience and get to cheer them on. It was great to see them in other contexts. I've seen many of them perform their poems and obviously write them in the workshops, but it was just a whole nother way of getting to see them in the world, and yet another reaffirmation how dope they all are!

It was really funny for me to be back in a high school auditorium too, watching a play. I haven't done that since I was in high school. Visions of Arsenic and Old Lace, which is the play I remember them putting on, filled my head, as my ass was flattened by the hard wooden seat. And that too was familiar. It was nice to go and know some of the teachers and some of the other students in the audience as well, just to be part of that community.