After last night's storm when the rain was blasting away, I found refuge on the fifth floor of a city parking deck.
I wrote a piece for the old SpeakUp! Mag... It was published as a story and a poem.
See if Matt can find it. You've gotta see it.
Below 50 outside everybody was soaking wet.
Peace my brother. In our words alone we dwell eternally.
Keep your head up and please find peace within yourself for your addiction. Love, your brother on the streets,
Mark
I think you should try staying at the homeless shelter that's what it's there for and they provide you two meals a day
What city and what shelter are you referring to?
I wrote a piece for the old SpeakUp! Mag... It was published as a story and a poem.
See if Matt can find it. You've gotta see it.
Below 50 outside everybody was soaking wet.
Peace my brother. In our words alone we dwell eternally.
Keep your head up and please find peace within yourself for your addiction. Love, your brother on the streets,
Mark
I think you should try staying at the homeless shelter that's what it's there for and they provide you two meals a day
What city and what shelter are you referring to?