I've Had To Guess At Her, Sewing

... This World Gives No Room To Be What We Dreamt Of Being

The Words Are Purposes./the Words Are Maps./i Came To See The Damage That Was Done/and The Treasures That Prevail.

The Worker Can Unionize, Go Out On Strike; Mothers Are Divided From Each Other In Homes, Tied To Their Children By Compassionate Bonds; Our Wildcat Strikes Have Most Often Taken The Form Of Physical Or Mental Breakdown.

In The Interstices Of Language Lie Powerful Secrets Of The Culture.

Any Woman's Death Diminishes Me.