I’m a Christian, he wrote,


I’m an eye for an eye kind of guy.

Yeah, I’m Leonardo DaVinci, I said,


I can’t draw.

I’m Renee Fleming


I can’t sing.

I’m a feminist


Poor women are ugly, right?

I forgive my enemy,


Uncle Simon

and what he did to me.

I will give my cloak to the man who asks


Not the nice one from Peru.

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Small town writer
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