I Choose Peace !
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MUNCHY is a US Army Veteran from Gary Indiana . " I Choose Peace" is a love letter to himself coming of age. He talks about his issues with identity issues of being queer but also a man of color. He expresses in his poems like " Ten Commandments " and " I Choose Peace" about taking his readers on a journey about his claim of taking his power back and standing in his truth about loving every part of you . MUNCHY's real name is Jordan David Munchenburg. He got the name MUNCHY from students in high school and also created an Instagram account with the username @munchymadeit.He has also released two songs on Soundcloud and Youtube titled "Steel Magnolias Growth" and " BABY" . MUNCHY is a fluently poet , producer , and dancer. He is an inspiration to many young men. With this book , he was inspired by the fabulous sensation Tonya Ingram in her book " How To Survive Today " Porsha Olaywiola , Olivia Gatwood , Rudy Francisco , and Alyesha Wise. All of these poets were broadcasted in Button Poetry . In Bloomington Indiana he competes in a Poetry Slam downtown in Bloomington Indiana reading his work for all to see .He loved God , produces music and posts only beautiful picks stepping out of his sexuality to tell his audience it's okay to be feel sexy ,love the skin in your in, and appreciate the factors of what it's like to love yourself.
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