My dad is a really good writer:
Here is a poem he wrote about my great great grandfather
Terry Pollard is amazing. She is from Detroit.
This way, that way, we're making shadows
Where sunlight was, making words
Where there was only noise in the trees
-Gary Soto
Where sunlight was, making words
Where there was only noise in the trees
-Gary Soto
Next year I'm going to South America