Oppression Is As American As Apple Pie.

Life Is Very Short And What We Have To Do Must Be Done In The Now.

There Are No Honest Poems About Dead Women.

And This Is A Grave Responsibility, Projected From Within Each Of Us, Not To Settle For The Convenient, The Shoddy, The Conventionally Expected, Nor The Merely Safe.

There Is A Timbre Of Voice That Comes From Not Being Heard And Knowing / You Are Not Being Heard / Noticed Only By Others / Not Heard For The Same Reason.

Afraid Is A Country With No Exit Visas.