I’ve been on the river! Yesterday was so amazing! I interviewed a whole Christian biker gang called the Bond Slaves and they totally blew my mind. Not in the make-you-convert kind of way but more in the oh-my-god-that-story-was-incredible-and-you-guys-are-so-cool kind of way. I’ll get those stories online in a couple weeks. Also, my mom visited the river recently and it was lovely. I’m currently in Hannibal, MO where Mark Twain is from. The whole town is incredibly mega-Twainy. What else? I’ve spent all my money and don’t have enough money to get home. I’ve weathered tornadoes and police harassment and am still having the time of my life. Coming home pretty soon.
Here are some pictures my mom took:
Lisa and A’yen at Turtle Island on the Garden of Bling
The Garden of Bling docked at the Quincy Boat Club when they gave us space to dock to escape the tornado
Mark Twain’s Boyhood Home in Hannibal, MO
Jenny on parade in Hannibal, MO
Our new friend Grace from Hannibal, MO on parade with us
Corey Vinegar and A’yen on parade in Hannibal
Also, a poem that I like by Henry Dumas
If I Were Earth
Each tear that fell
from the crushed
moons of your face,
stabbed me,
broke and split
into a thousand pains.
But I held out my arms
and no not one did I miss,
No, not one pain.
And if I don’t let
you soak into me
and bring me up,
if I don’t let you seep
deep into me
and teach me,
then you can cry in
the morning to the sun,
and tell him to rise up
and burn me away.
—copyright by Loretta Dumas and Eugene B. Redmond
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