R.I.P.: Angela Boyce

An arm with a tattoo: "I was made for the library, not the classroom."


I just saw on a couple of blogs that Angela Boyce passed away.

🙁

Hadn’t seen or spoken with her in a few years, but when I first met her while doing a couple of gigs in San Diego – back in 1999 or 2000? – she was one of the sweetest, most sincere, not to mention flat-out talented, poets I’d ever met. Bumped into her a couple more times after that, and the one thing that always struck me about her was that she never dwelled on her disabilities. She was stronger than most able-bodied people.

R.I.P.


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