I myself was involved in a program, Poets In Schools. It's kinda like blood... for the soul.Tanya
Ray: What do you always say?
Mike: I wanna f*%k Rhonda Barr?
Mike: One kid wrote 'I hate Mr. Hunt with a passion that burns like a thousand suns.
Ray: That's teaching. Some kids are gonna hate earth science no matter what you do.
And that right there my friends, is the United States of America. The red. The white. And the green, baby. USA.Random Poet
My name is Tanya. I am a poet, a temp, and a pimp.Tanya
Ray: I don't know about that woman, ya know. She's got red eyes. Like a rat.
Jessica: She does not have red eyes. She has red hair.
Ray: Alright, same difference.
Ray: It's okay if it was me you wanted to piss on.
Damon: I didn't want to piss on you dad. I just drank a lot of pop.
Ronnie: I'm sorry.
Jessica's mom: You really need oatmeal that bad?
No offense, but I don't think a bunch of beret-wearing strangers is what my kid needs right now.Ray
Tanya: I think I can see what he was going for. The plate of home, a place called home. He was releasing his anger in a non-violent way.
Ray: He was releasing alright...I don't know about anger.
It's the ass crack of dawn, I'm not a marine.Lenore
Jessica: As you know, I'm not easy to be married to.
Ray: You were okay.