A Returning Volunteer: I will go forth

As I attempt to sit comfortably in my unemployment, typing this from the kitchen table in my suburban home, I am attempting to open my eyes to where I just may be called next.

White Savior Industrial Complex? To Volunteer or Not

In my missions here I have lived in their homes, been in the middle of their arguments, seen their tears and cried with them, witnessed the stress of financial problems and felt the terror in the lack of basic resources and amenities.

Little Mustard Tree, Where are Thee?

Little Mustard Tree, Where are Thee?, a poem written by Carolina Dominguez, Spring Hill College '13 after her immersion in Kingston, Jamaica.