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August 16 - December 17, 2021
“All the world is a cage in a young girl’s eyes.”
Art is not one great act of creation, but many small ones. When you read one of my poems, you fail to see the weeks of careful work it took me to build it—the thinking, the scratched-out words, the pages I burned in disgust. All you see, in the end, is what I want you to see. Such is politics.”
“You have not seen death, my lord. You have only seen the mask we put on it.”

