My road in life has been direct.
After school, he did what he says a lot of people do: tried odd jobs, thought about grad school, played music with his friends.
Had an interest in writing and poetry, but had never found a community where he could pursue it until he moved to Austin.
Decided he'd sit back and watch open mic performances for a year to learn the craft.
Says the first time he took the leap and performed, it probably wasn't great: "the angels might not have sang."
But after that first performance, he knew he'd found his "juice," the thing that would drive him.
Dedicated himself to building a career and a life where he could support himself with his art.
Says his parents didn't understand his craft; to them, his slam poetry was like "speaking martian."
But even that added fuel to his drive; he was determined to get to a place where he'd be happy and his family would be proud of him.
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