There Is No University That Will Teach You How To Become Yourself

I grew up when I moved to the desert

400 people

"Nothing to do"

Living alone

for the first time

Busying myself

Learning to neighbor

This is my college education

To depend on myself

and know that I need 

those around me

because we are all we have.

This poem is about: 
My community
Our world


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