Sam asked me if I was sick & tired of the intractable status quo too.
A poem “that opens our eyes and our hearts, & makes visible the threads of our lives.”
Hours after final exams, a group of students hopped on Caltrain to spend a week in the Tenderloin.
YES Virginia, there are poop and needles, but they don’t live in our hearts.
It is in the seeds of thought that change begins.