If Sex Is A War, I Am

History Is A Game Played Backwards Only.

You Are Built To Pull A Cart, To Lift A Heavy Load And Bear It, To Haul Up The Long Slope, And So Am I, Peasant Bodies, Earthy, Solid Shapely Dark Glazed Clay Pots That Can Stand On The Fire.

There Is No Justice We Don't Make Daily Like Bread And Love.

Whatever Is Not An Energy Source, Is An Energy Sink.

Art Is A Game Only If You Playat It, A Mirror That Reflects From The Inside Out.