Wake: Up to Poetry
the (daunting) task of navigating tribble
welcome to our humble abode! it seems like winston-salem gets a ‘hot’ spell every year during one isolated week in february (when it’s actually just 70 degrees). and we’re in the midst of it right now. everyone’s pushing the seasons with shorts, flip-flops, and entirely unwarranted tank tops. but we interns remain dedicated to our nook in the tribble basement. since we’re always referring to the ‘bomb shelter’ way down here, i thought i’d give a little tour on how to get deep down into the recesses of tribble, starting with the pretty day outside. enjoy!
– hannah kay