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Confessions of a Writer

T H E U N E X P E C T E D . . .

love

“When you love a man, he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand, and his outline recedes, vanishes. He is rich and sweet and right. He is part of the world, the atmosphere, the blue sky and the blue water.”  –Gwendolyn Brooks

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Writer | Art Librarian | Creative Mixologist | Genealogy Curator

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