5.

I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer–its dust and lowering skies. It remains for me a season of storms.

Excerpt from The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison

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About Amber Donofrio

A recent college grad, writer, contemporary art enthusiast, avid reader, baker, writing tutor, blogger, and aspiring art critic (among other goals).
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