why some people be mad at me sometimes

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why some people be mad at me sometimes by Lucille Clifton | Poems Rethabile Likes
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why some people be mad at me sometimes

by Lucille Clifton

they ask me to remember
but they want me to remember
their memories
and i keep on remembering
mine.
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Abigail George said…
"Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief."
Anne Carson

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24 January 2026 at 13:50
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