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Toni Morrison and What Our Mothers Couldn’t Say

08 Aug 2019

My mourning mind, compromised and searching for coincidence, processes the age Toni Morrison was when she died, eighty-eight, as two infinity signs, straightened and snatched right-side up. If we are Morrison-fearing, as some others are with their icons, well, we were socialized by her novels.

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Source: , Newyorker.com