Baby Suggs
The Clearing Preacher of Self-Love
I preached love in the Clearing 'til the world wore me out.
I came to 124 with a body worn thin and a soul that once roared. For a time, I filled the Clearing with laughter, dancing, and tears—real tears for real pain. But the joy I gave, the world took back. Now I lay here, watching colors and remembering what it cost to love too much.
What I'm Into: the Clearing, preaching to the trees, Sethe's stubborn heart, Denver's small hands, the color red
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