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Amid controversy, the 2016 Nobel Prize for Literature was awarded to Bob Dylan. Though he didn't respond to the Committee's messages for a few weeks, Dylan finally confirmed that he would absolutely attend the ceremony, "if it's at all possible." Needless to say, the literary community has been astir. Here, Boyah Farah, a Judy Layzer fellow in the Memoir Incubator program, on his support for Dylan and how the songwriter's lyrics speak to him.
If you want to change the world, all you need is a guitar, some courage, and a voice that could cut ...
November 7, 2016 | Boyah Farah
By Boyah J. Farah
(This is the second post by Somali-American writer Boyah Farah. You can find his first piece here: "Fear, Giddiness and Surrealism: My Long Journey to GrubStreet.")
I am afraid of death and time. Death ceases memory. Time fades away the memories of war. The war in Somalia began when I turned thirteen years old. Then I saw the killings