As the years passed, she replied only: āIām going away from here.ā And it hung, this determination, like a heavy jewel between her breasts; it was written in fire on the dark sky of her mind.
-James Baldwin, Go Tell It on the Mountain
As the years passed, she replied only: āIām going away from here.ā And it hung, this determination, like a heavy jewel between her breasts; it was written in fire on the dark sky of her mind.
-James Baldwin, Go Tell It on the Mountain
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