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“I bounced the ball up and down, thinking about the cruelty of the situation, the long days of neglect ahead of me, dismissed as the American, as a nonentity.”
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“You see I have this broken nose I got / when el tico Lizano hit me with a brick / because I said it was obviously a foul”
“Happy endings are just about a question of the place where you choose to stop the story. In a life, there’s lots of moments when you could say, Stop right there.”
“People think kids have no fear of time, no sense of the past, because they’re kids. Wrong.”
Diamond, who lived and worked in New York City for most of her life, is best known for her paintings of ‘what the city looks like when you are walking through.’
“hammock me in the graveyard / alone under the flowering noni tree / grandmother me blown-turned leaves”