Nice Is Such A Rip-off.

Our Dreams Draw Blood From Old Sores.

Right Now Being Born A Girl Is To Be Born Threatened.

I'm A Firm Believer That Language And How We Use Language Determines How We Act, And How We Act Then Determines Our Lives And Other People's Lives.

The Slaves Who Were Ourselves Had Known Terror Intimately, Confused Sunrise With Pain, & Accepted Indifference As Kindness.

I Started Writing Because There's An Absence Of Things I Was Familiar With Or That I Dreamed About. One Of My Senses Of Anger Is Related To This Vacancy - A Yearning I Had As A Teenager. . .and When I Get Ready To Write, I Think I'm Trying To Fill That. . .