Words matter. They just do. It can be hard to remember, let alone believe, given how flippantly we use them with each other, in the media, with ourselves …. But each word carries weight, even the tiniest of prepositions. I grew up in the land of words, one where my dad would fervently correct Joan Osborne on the radio every time ‘What if God Was One of Us’ would play. “It is
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Yes! Your words help me reunite with mine. No more spurning the literary imperative, lest I shed vocabulary and poetry further still!