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The Adults Don't Know What's Happening On The Kids' Universe And The Kids Don't Know What's Happening On The Adults' Universe

Crying Wasn't Like Riding A Bike. Give It Up, And You Quickly Forget How It's Done.

They Were Written On Cheap Blue Notebooks Bought By Poor Women. I'm Interested In Folk Tales In The Way That Medicine And Magic In Women's Stories Are All Kind Of Combined.

Never Look At Other People's Bad Fortune,' My Mother Said. 'if You Do, It Will Come Back To Find You Instead Of Its Rightful Owner.

I Just Finished Colson Whitehead's "the Underground Railroad," Which I Think Is A Work Of Genius.