February Feature: Christine Lincoln. The evening begins with an open mic session and closes with our featured poet: former Poet Laureate of York Christine Lincoln. Bring your poetry and sign the list at the door if you wish to read. Ages 14+. No registration needed.
Poetry events will be held at Amelia Givin Library on the fourth Wednesday of each month.
Doors open at 5:45 pm. Refreshments will be available.
Christine Lincoln provided this biography:
If I had to choose again, I would send this bio. The one that tells how angry and violent I was as a youth
one that exposes abuse suffered at the hands of those who were supposed to love me. I want to send a CV that says: when I was 9 I tried to take my life the first time and then again at sixteen and twenty-four and thirty and… in my new bio, my more true bio I would tell you that I started using drugs before the age of twelve. By the time other girls celebrated sweet sixteen I was already addicted to everything I could get my hands on.
Two years later I was trying my hand at dealing had already been arrested for stealing my life was reeling out of control and no one in my family believed this black sheep would live to see twenty and if I did it would be from behind bars and this was almost true. In the bio I would send today I’d list all the times they locked the doors on the fifth floor of some psych ward and the medical report from the head doctor I have no memory seeing who wrote: “Patient so disassociate I do not expect her to last the year”
But I am here
and the bio I would share with anyone who’d care to hear would go something like this: I chose a life
in the streets trying to outrun the heartbreak in every heartbeat. Ran on the edges of gangs and did
things I will take with me to my grave. You see, I was one of the ones they wanted to lock away, to rot in a cage and dispose of the key, one of those written-off ones erased, never expected to make it, society's throw-away, with a bio that reads like Freddie Gray's rap sheet.
Maybe if I share this bio we would all be a bit more careful who we deem redeemable, who we decide
capable of changing themselves and this world we live in. Maybe then we'd realize the very ones we label crazy animal loser lost cause worthless damaged broken beyond repair could be—with love
with help with care—the very ones to save us all.
Yes, if I have the chance to do it again, this is the bio I would share.