Quote by: Walter Dean Myers

Yeah, it’s hard, baby It’s hard right down to the bone I said Oh, it’s hard baby It’s hard right down to the very bone It’s hard when you’re a woman And you find yourself all alone I’ve been flapping and scrapping And running from door to door You know I’ve been flapping and scrapping, honey Running from door to door


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Author Bio


  • NameWalter Dean Myers
  • DescriptionAmerican writer
  • AliasesWalter Milton Myers
  • BornAugust 12, 1937
  • DiedJuly 1, 2014
  • CountryUnited States Of America
  • ProfessionWriter; Novelist
  • WorksFallen Angels; Monster
  • AwardsMargaret Edwards Award; Michael L. Printz Award