Monsoon season cries Through a curtain gauze of fog Wire breath displays Curdles window sills, feathering Caress cracking fingers Cooling impressions Moon song crying and leather Strokes for deeper love
Today we worked at Focus: Hope to deliver the packaged boxes we made yesterday along with some corn flakes. But for me (Re: Avery), the surprises and fun started much earlier. I woke up this morning to balloons, some signs, and an awesome card- signed with notes by everyone else in the group. I’m still...
It is hard to put into words exactly how my experience in Detroit impacted me. I took so much away from being immersed in the culture of the city. Just talking with the people there and listening to the stories and memories they had to share was something I will never forget. It changed my...