Marching with 50,000 Peacemakers and the Silences that Followed
Marching with 50,000 Peacemakers and the Silences that Followed #blacklivesmatter #amwriting
A single glance at America today can throw me into a rage and my rage prompts me to write. When a piece is born of wrath, I set it out in the windowsill and let it cool. Like a pie. Like rhubarb pie — the kind of pie I detest but must eat anyway because I give even the pies I hate a second chance. All pie is good in principium, even if rhubarb is not true to form. I wrote this piece on…
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