Spring in Flagstaff

I’m preparing to leave Flagstaff for possibly the last time and can’t be bothered to sit inside and prepare for pointless finals. The weather gets nice during finals week a coincidence? I think not. Time to answer the tough questions, Rita.


A Spring Poem

Spring is my favorite season by far, and I’ve barely been able to sit still since Flagstaff started warming up. Boys are wearing t-shirts again, and I ended up writing a poem about it in the bit of free time I had in between students at tutoring.

Spring Poem