Goodbyes
Just as predicted, that afternoon the monsoon poured down on us and beat itself to exhaustion against the roof and gullies of the office.
We parted.
We parted.
posted by beckita @ Friday, August 24, 2012
Beckilina
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"Change, personal and political does not come about in a day, nor a year. But it is the day to day decisions, the way in which we testify with our lives to those things in which we say we believe, that empower us. Your power is relative, but it is real. And if you do not learn to use it, it will be used, againist you and me and our children. Change did not begin with you and it will not end with you but what you do with your life is a vital part of that chain. The testimony of each of our daily lives is a vital missing remnant in the fabric of the future." - Audre Lorde
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- When the roof of your bedroom caves in.
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- "The Lady"
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