Every Woman I Have Ever Known Has

If I Didn't Define Myself For Myself, I Would Be Crunched Into Other People's Fantasies For Me And Eaten Alive.

Pain Is An Event ... Suffering, On The Other Hand, Is The Nightmare Reliving Of Unscrutinized And Unmetabolized Pain.

In Other Words, I Would Be Giving In To A Myth Of Sameness Which I Think Can Destroy Us.

There Are No Honest Poems About Dead Women.

I Am My Best Work - A Series Of Road Maps, Reports, Recipes, Doodles, And Prayers From The Front Lines.