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“I’m lost. No one will find me. I’m scared and lonely.”

Poetry is so powerful. And so real. From Friends of Guest House

A Place Called the PJs

Three things we love Anna Thomas’s poem “A Place Called the PJs”:

Her shy, adorable smile

Fried chicken, Lima beans, and cornbread

Burping through your nose

Listen for yourself:

What do you think? Tell us!

 

Heard Arts Program Brings Creative Expression to Marginalized Individuals

What a fabulous surprise to read this story from the City of Alexandria eNews

Expressing oneself through art can be both a freeing and insightful experience, and clinicians and therapists often use art as a treatment option in their support of individuals facing a range of challenges, including mental health and substance use disorders. This fall, the Alexandria Residential Treatment Center (ARTC) partnered with Heard, a local nonprofit, to offer art workshops for individuals in recovery. (more…)