By Liz Blood, For LOOKatOKCOn a Wednesday night at the end of summer, in a dim, mural-covered annex room of Sauced, gray-haired men in faded and worn denim sit among a hodgepodge of old tables and chairs along with college guys sporting fraternity shirts, young lesbian couples holding hands, visual artists, waitresses, non-traditional students and construction workers — all there in the name of poetry. The event host stands up and says a few words about the week.Read more on NewsOK.com