“And blood, in all the cities through which he passed, ran down. There seemed no door, anywhere, behind which blood did not call out, unceasingly, for blood; no woman whether singing before defiant trumpets or rejoicing before the Lord, who… — James Baldwin Copy Share Image
“I wanted to tear the skin from her face so I could see the blood of a woman who would stand by and do nothing while another woman endured what was being done to me. The” — Roxane Gay Copy Share Image
