The "Live Poetry Fresh Killed" sign (as painted by Jim Behrle) can only mean one thing. It's time for another weekend at Outpost 186 as scores of poets pile into one place to share poetry along with body heat and all the odors that can come with that. Seriously, this is a fun three day jam session of poetry that shouldn't be missed. It's a bit of an endurance game, but if you can last through an average of eight poets an hour for a morning or afternoon segment, it will be most rewarding. Check out the schedule and see who you might want to see read. I go on this Saturday at 3:40. Special thanks to Jim Behrle, John Mulrooney and company for making this happen another year.
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