Every week, the AWM is excited to bring you stories written by our visitors in our Story of the Day exhibit. Check back weekly for new stories, and visit the Museum to try out our typewriters and possibly be featured here!
Some words of wisdom:
The liberal arts; they don’t teach you how to think or what to think. They teach you how to think for yourself. That is one of the most dangerous and necessary devices you can arm yourself with: a free, strong mind.
A summer afternoon in Chicago:
A trio of musicians sat on the corner of Michigan Avenue and Randolph. Tourists passed, hearing the three instruments, each on its own path, but ignoring the people who made the sound. The drummer called out “How you doin’?” if a passerby looked over. They would shuffle away quickly, pretending to find their way on the big, broad boulevard.
The saxophonist played while looking up at the sky.
The bassist sat with his electric instrument on a box next to the drummer. He sneered at the dissonance. He didn’t care if the people liked it or not. His bass was covered with bumper stickers.
An ode to writing, our favorite kind of poetry to find:
i remember this
i remember clacking music of writing
i remember writing saving my life
lots of people say that
i’ve wondered what they mean
i mean that writing is my first language
and without language there is no world
and without the world there is no life
this was fun