I don't need to write a big long post about this hero of mine, this hero in every way - feminist, humanist, author extraordinaire, genius, inspiration to get up and keep going.
I can't remember when I read "I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings". All I know is it was a long time ago and it changed me.
I am not sure if anything ever left Maya's lips that wasn't whispers of the divine, 'cause it sure felt like that to me.
Maya has been unwell for quite some time, and I like to imagine her today, shoes off, having a good long walk and a good long visit with those she has loved.
A remarkable woman, a remarkable life, a remarkable legacy.
I'd say rest in peace, Maya, but somehow, I have the sneaking suspicion you are fixing things wherever you are.