Bricks Are Crumbling In Places, And The

I Don't See Any Kind Of Mirror Of Power, Male Power, That Is, As A Form Of Liberation. I Don't Believe In An Eye For An Eye. I Don't Believe This Is Truly Freedom.

You'll Change. You'll See. Wait Till You Meet Mr. Right.

I'm From Chicago, So The Chicago Working-class Poets Still Mean A Great Deal To Me.

I Didn't Marry. I Didn't Have Children. I Followed The Food Supply For Jobs. I Kept Writing At Night. And That Kept Me Moving. It Kept My Life Disruptive. It Broke Up Many Relationships. Was It Worth It? Yes.

Every Book Takes You To The Terror, That Terrible Place Of Possible Failure.