My Heart Is Not Peripheral To Me.

There Are Two Ways To Worry Words. One Is Hoping For The Greatest Possible Beauty In What Is Created. The Other Is To Tell The Truth.

Reproductive Choice Is Not Some Trendy Item To Toss Or Keep Around The House. If You Cannot Get An Education Or A Job, If You Cannot Choose What Will Or Will Not Happen With Your Own Body, Then What Freedom Do You Have?

That A Little Child Will Lead Us Back To The Child We Will Always Be, Vulnerable And Wanting And Hurting For Love And For Beauty.

Bisexuality Means I Am Free And I Am As Likely To Want To Love A Woman As I Am Likely To Want To Love A Man, And What About That? Isn't That What Freedom Implies?

As A Poet And Writer, I Deeply Love And I Deeply Hate Words. I Love The Infinite Evidence And Change And Requirements And Possibilities Of Language.