This past week: the friends in a group discussion admitting they can barely ask what the honorarium is because it feels so selfish. The friend who wonders can I back out of this event in NYC because I just noticed there’s no travel reimbursement and I literally can’t afford it but I can’t stand to let anyone down. … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Sharon Olds
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On James Baldwin and Diverse Literature
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your own PDK for writing
a collection of beautiful words.....
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If it can't be said in a hundred words, then it can't be said in a thousand.
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"drink from the well of your self and begin again" ~charles bukowski
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