After I was thrown out of journalism school at the University of Missouri (long story involving activism and graphic design gone bad), my 20-year-old self shrugged with relief because I had a double major in history, and more specifically labor history. I had always been drawn to poetry and meaning, especially in how we tracked true to our passions while earning enough to keep the electricity on and some tasty vittles in the fridge. Although I grew up in a middle class family

"If you really want to take this journey you need to find the core of who you are and let that hold you up until you are ready." Donna...