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who got no time for nobody, sashayin’ through the city heat like a mirage to a man dyin’ o’ thirst.
Because, he said, if they take the time to translate their world into sound and color, that means they know love. That means we have a chance.
far back in the past; meanwhile,
have to stand on formality. “What happened?” I ask. “My
fight for that for myself. In
let everyone know she would bite until she got blood.
“Don’t let nobody take the center of you.”
“No. You can, but hearts are your own to keep. They’re to keep you alive. Give your affection. Give your love. Give your time, but nothing so vital to your own survival. Be careful with giving away parts of yourself before you understand them fully. You’re free of the stars now, so choose
wisely in the future. After you know yourself. Love is not supposed to poison your own well.”
when Auntie parts her hair into
