Open Mic, at Hotel Utah
On the twenty-third night of gloomy June,beneath the light of waning moon,a band of weirdos shuffled throughinto Hotel Utah Saloon. Within its dark and woody walls,and through a passage down…
On the twenty-third night of gloomy June,beneath the light of waning moon,a band of weirdos shuffled throughinto Hotel Utah Saloon. Within its dark and woody walls,and through a passage down…
That’s the question that Ms. Zeynep’s eleventh grade students at San Francisco International High School sought to answer through poetry, as part of a project with 826 Valencia. 826 Valencia…