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Flannery O'Connor answered the mystery for me of why I write?
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I write because I don't know what I think until I read what I say.
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Tag Archives: death
when sorrows come, they come not single spies
“When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions.” (William Shakespeare – Hamlet) While we mourned the passing of Congressman John Lewis last week with the rest of the world via amazing coverage in the media, Pretty and … Continue reading
Posted in family life, Lesbian Literary, Life, Personal, photography, politics, racism, Reflections, sexism, Slice of Life, The Way Life Is
Tagged congressman john lewis, coronavirus pandemic, death, grief
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I'll Call It Like I See It 