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Poetry Years

I have recently revisted my poetry years archives and was amazed to find so many original fliers, programs, newspaper clippings and announcements survived. My first reading was an invitation to open for Y Que Mas at Onyx/Echo in 1994. Over the next two and a half decades I appeared at various events and venues throughout Los Angeles. The following photos are a small representation of my involvement in the Los Angeles and Chicano/a/x poetry scene. Years active: 1994 - 2015

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