She lives through my fingers

She lives through my fingers

Her voice is heard through my novels, my plays, my performance

Her memory is valued through my actions

From this day forward for every poem I write she will rise from the ashes like the phoenix she is

 

In tribute to Maya Angelou

An inspiration to all

http://www.theguardian.com/books/2014/may/28/maya-angelou-in-fifteen-quotes

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