I see the world being slowly transformed into a wilderness; I hear the approaching thunder that, one day, will destroy us too. I feel the suffering of millions. And yet, when I look up at the sky, I somehow feel that everything will change for the better, that this cruelty too shall end, that peace and tranquility will return once more. |
FRI: My Book World | Lauren Groff, Florida
TUES: A Writer's Wit | Carol Anderson
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