When your teenage client refuses to laugh at your jokes
Reading the news today, it was grim as usual. There are however still signs that our minds are alive, that poetry and music are alive too. People in Saginaw are still painting the lyrics of Paul Simon’s “America” on abandoned buildings in their town. It’s little acts of ideological grace in the face of another dying Great Lakes town that make me happy.
We are still thinking.
In the Public Garden. 🍀🌸😊