Need something to cry about? Here’s three literary works that choked me up recently:
She gave me life and milk from her breasts,
and I gave her a lanyard.
“And when the road ends here, my sweet boys, I beg you to remember my words, and the example of Hugh Thompson: It is your duty to protect those who can not protect themselves.”
“When I’m in need of a hit of real writing, a good stiff drink of paradox and complexity, I’m likeliest to encounter it in short fiction.