For many years, during the month we are on the precipice of ending, I would think about, and often post on my one and only social media, this line from the Anne Sexton poem The Truth the Dead Know: It is June. I am tired of being brave.
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For many years, during the month we are on the precipice of ending, I would think about, and often post on my one and only social media, this line from the Anne Sexton poem The Truth the Dead Know: It is June. I am tired of being brave.