FEBRUARY 6, 2026 ON MY CORNER MEET YOUR VENDOR Terri Demar, vendor No. 322 In one sentence, who are you? I am a person who likes to be aware of what's going on around me, locally and globally, to help people understand the nature of our times. Where do you usually sell Groundcover? On Main Street and surrounding areas. Why did you start selling Groundcover? I needed something to fill my time and figured out I'm good at reporting out the news. What is your favorite thing to do in Ann Arbor? Go to the LIVE bar and parks to chill out. What is your life motto? Keep going to make a difference in life before I die — I know it sounds morbid but it's the truth. What motivates you to work hard selling? I love it, especially when I am on top of my game. What's the worst thing about selling the paper? Having people ignore me while selling like I have nothing important to say. If you could do anything for one day what would it be? Get Elon Musk to take me on his private jet, out to lunch and SpaceX in Texas. What is one thing you could eat for the rest of your life? Pizza like everyone else. I love cheese. What is your superpower? I never give up. And the way I connect with people about knowledge. What are your hobbies? I like to create art — sometimes I’m good, sometimes I’m bad. I also Iike to dance and sing by myself. I like to walk a lot. It helps with my anxiety. What change would you like to see in Washtenaw County? Bring karaoke downtown by the ice cream place. We need a more vibrant atmosphere. Don’t worry, I would still sell Groundcover! What would you do if you won the lottery? Distribute some wealth among our struggling community, even Groundcover associates. Maybe start a UBI program for the poor so they don’t get kicked out of their homes. I would trust Yousef Rabhi with the cash to start it. What's the best way to start the day? Cheese bacon croissant and a strong cup of coffee and a walk downtown to my selling point. What is your pet peeve? I can’t stand stuck-up people and doctors that believe life isn’t as important as their ego. Impressive thing you know how to do? Be an emcee for karaoke and be funny. I have high expectations for myself and have had many roadblocks. That’s caused me much stress and fatigue but I’ve found a way to keep going because I’m smart. SHAWN SWOFFER Groundcover vendor No. 574 The Sun and the Moon are glistening almost like glitter. I see rainbows in the sky more than one. Must be a wonderful day. I see the flowers with their vibrant colors. Could I be in love is that why my world is so colorful today? Must be a wonderful day. Could you see my world the way it is? Is it something that only I can see. Must be a wonderful day. I feel like like I could drift away with the wind. The smell of the flowers is in the air. Must be a wonderful day. Your image is in the water that I'm looking at. The smell of your perfume is all around me. Must be a wonderful day. Must Be A Wonderful Day Winter's Leaves STEVEN Groundcover vendor No. 668 The dancing silhouettes of song birds High in my tree Break my reverie. Evening sun Catching beaks bright orange, Orange again through their wings. Animated stained glass In the lofty reaches of my Cathedral. Gently, Sporadically, Life’s choir’s chords Escape down to me, Through the cacophony Of Pandemonium's howling autos. Winter’s leaves, Perched upon Winter’s skeletal tree, They group together Seemingly pointlessly. A glance away and They are gone. Evidence of them only the Weight in my chest abated, Serenity bestowed, And words, As life’s Prophet, I’m compelled to write. These feelings fleeting, As Winter’s leaves. Everything fits MONIQUE CALDWELL Groundcover contributor I love you for the way you steady the world, how your presence softens the noise inside me. You are the warmth to my winter morning, the anchor to my restless tide, the steady flame to my wandering wick. You are the harmony to my melody, the shoreline to my returning waves, the open sky that teaches my hope to rise. You are the honey to my tea, gentle, certain, perfectly blended— the compass to my journey, the quiet truth to my searching, the laughter to my long days. Loving you feels like recognition— as if my spirit remembers yours from a place beyond memory. With you, everything fits. GROUNDCOVER NEWS 3
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