I Read "the Group" By Mary Mccarthy.

I Have Crossed Over To A Place Where I Never Thought I’d Be. I Am Someone I Would Have Never Imagined. A Secret. A Dream. I Am This, Body And Soul. Burn Me. Drown Me. Tell Me Lies. I Will Still Be Who I Am.

The Weak Are Cruel. The Strong Have No Need To Be.

I Wept To Think That Life Went On Even When So Much Had Been Lost, That Rain Still Fell And Myrtle Grew Between The Rocks.

If We Had Paid Attention, We Would Have Understood There Are Some Things In This World You Cannot Outrun.

You Are Only Worthy Of What You Prove Yourself To Be.