I Couldn't Imagine Owning Beauty Like My

Although She Was Giddy With Exhaustion, Sleep Was A Lover Who Refused To Be Touched.

I Wondered Where He Was Now Whether I Would Ever Hear Him Again. Whether Someone Would Love Him, Someday Show Him What Beauty Mean't.

You Can't Shape Me Anymore. I Am The Uncontrolled Element, The Random Act. I Am Forward Movement In Time. You Think You Can See Me? Then Tell Me, Who Am I? You Don't Know.

She Laughed So Easily When She Was Happy. But Also When She Was Sad.

You Were My Home, Mother. I Had No Home But You