Chapter 304: Searching for Identity
As usual, it took a major funder to get the Center over in Biloxi to finally get the sign out front together that we've been working on forever, but it's finally up and it looks pretty excellent. Anyhow, that along with the fact that on the revised telephone sheet over here in the Bay referring to the Design Studio as "drafting" got me thinking about our role on the coast and how, like the rest of our industry, we provide value to not only the residents of our community but to the people and organizations that we are working side by side with.
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Design Studio Poetry Corner for 24 January:
brown and solemn by charles bukowski
the dog jumps up on the bed
crawls over me.
"are you the Word?" I ask him.
he doesn't answer.
"are you the Word? I'm looking for the Word."
he has brown and solemn eyes.
"I'm waiting for the Word," I tell him,
"I'm walking around like a man
in a large hot
frying pan."
he wags his tail and tries to lick my face.
"listen," she says from the bathroom,
"why don't you get out of bed and stop talking to that dog?"
my parents didn't understand me
either.