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emilyis

About Me

emilyis is a poet and performance artist pushing the boundaries of lyricism by combining elements of poetry, hip hop and folk into a sound that is innovative and diverse. With a degree in journalism, emilyis has found in creative expression a form of abstract journalism, using performance as a medium to explore her political, sensual and intellectual inquiries. Combining freestyle and improvisation with written lyrics, and incorporating visual poetry, emilyis tries to bring passion and freedom into an experience that grabs the heart, the mind and the soul. With a belief that music is an essential unifying and uplifting agent, emilyis makes sure that every day and every night is life vocalized.

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Member Since: 5/16/2005
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Type of Label: Major

My Blog

traicion

No es malo, este dia,estoy bebiendo cervezas cerca del rio,el calor puede matara mi corazon roto.no es malo, este dia,cuando sufrio la sangrede la noche pasada,la traiciondel amor.con la agua,todo es ...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Aug 2006 13:35:00 GMT

zach made it home

  
Posted by on Thu, 10 Aug 2006 13:21:00 GMT

see the cat? see the cradle?

from Cat's Cradle, Kurt Vonnegut   "Mona?' "Yes?" "Is--is there anyone else in your life?" She was puzzled.  "Many," she said at last. 'That you love?' 'I love everyone." "As--as much as me?...
Posted by on Fri, 23 Jun 2006 10:47:00 GMT

collide kaleid

18beatsbeatsbeats askjc8   2:10 Im a colored bead spun in this kaleidoscope a commodity spun in this kaleidoscope put your eye to the hole and peek we go with the high Im peaking seeking more tha...
Posted by on Thu, 18 May 2006 22:45:00 GMT

he

A handle on His craftsmanship He Strokes his work like a lady, Courts his planner with daily calls, Fucks His Ambition Like a Casanova. i respect his skill at developing His livelihood But ...
Posted by on Mon, 15 May 2006 19:12:00 GMT

thgttg

(s)"He attacked everything in life with a mixture of extraordinary genius and naive incompetence and it was often difficult to tell which was which."
Posted by on Tue, 11 Apr 2006 00:16:00 GMT

sh&t

it's funny to live in a place where we  put shit in a plastic bagand send it off to decompose.
Posted by on Sat, 01 Apr 2006 00:22:00 GMT

mo(u)rning

night is morning is mourning is night is wake is a wake a wake we see life while the dead sleep in the same room. a maze that this split head still exists in the confines of one skull. can i spin ...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Mar 2006 19:36:00 GMT

delight

there is no greater delightthan delving deepinto warm dark depthssoft wet flaps around your fingerssatisfactionaddictionprimal physical needthere is no greater delightthan pushing into places where yo...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Mar 2006 10:47:00 GMT

the dashed line po em

i don't think i want to be a straight line through your jagged up and down spikes of rapid heartbeat      when you want me want me say i drive you crazy. unnatural highs drip in...
Posted by on Mon, 27 Mar 2006 10:33:00 GMT