2014 Bad Mamma Jamma Winner
2015 CUPSI Semi-Finalist
2017 Java Monkey Slam Team Rep
2017 TedX Peachtree Poetry Slam Winner
2018 Cave Canem Fellow
2018 Art Amok Slam Champion
2018 Blackberry Peach Poetry Prize Winner
2018 National Poetry Slam Group Piece Champion
2018 Individual World Poetry Slam Finalist
2019 TEDxATLANTA Speaker
2019 Frontier Poetry Digital Chapbook Contest Finalist
December 6, 2018
Atlanta poet Ryan Jones may have felt defeated coming off of the stage for night two of the 2018 National Poetry Slam in Chicago in August.
A story about faith, self-love, and Jeep Liberties
March 29, 2018
It takes a lot of work to gain recognition as an artist in your hometown, and once you’ve got it, it can be tempting to stay there and hold onto it. Atlanta poets Ryan J and Nate Mask have left the comfort of home to tour across the country.
February 13, 2018
Things get out of hand very quickly on this episode, but that can be expected when the conversation begins on personal plans when an apocalypse arrives and alternate endings to the sitcom Home Improvement.
August 23, 2017
We're joined by Homegrown Poetry's very own Ryan J and Nate Mask, two slam poets in the Atlanta community who self identify as honest. Before their tour "nobody likes us but we're here anyway" kicks off, they found time to talk to us about investing in the production, making it an LLC, and share with us how they keep their hair so damn glorious.
June 5, 2017
When it comes to poetry, Ryan Jones has got it down to a T. He is an African-American poet and spoken word artist with a mission to create a platform for Southeastern spoken word artists and poets in order to help uplift their voices.
September 20, 2019
“So, we’re headed up to Chattanooga for a few days for this national conference for activities boards like ours. If you can spare missing a few days of class, let me know and you’re free to come.”
“What the name of the conference again?”
“NACA South. Short for the National Association of College Activities.”
July 31, 2018
“Almost” is the longest word in the english language with all letters in alphabetical order. It’s also the edge of every atmosphere, the thing that separates the earth from the moon, and the truth from every lie I’ve ever told you.
July 31, 2018
Where did we come from? We, the offspring of broken people, piecing their mouths together each day to cradle nothings into our ears.
January 23, 2018
It’s January 2nd, 2018.
Ashy black men everywhere are unwrapping the new packs of Lubriderm they got for Christmas, and putting them on the shelves with all of the other lotion they actively choose to neglect. In between cleaning their shoes, and actively searching for new ways to use the word “female,” (a past-time that bridges the racial-ash-divide) they hop onto Twitter.
December 4, 2017
Rewind to the last cookout you attended. Remember when Cousin Ray and Uncle Bobby were sitting around the grill, shooting the shit about how the government was conspiring to take down the black community?