Our Dreams Draw Blood From Old Sores.

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. . .

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

Our Dreams Draw Blood From Old Sores.

When I Die, I Will No Be Guilty Of Having Left A Generation Of Girls Behind Thinking That Anyone Can Tend To Their Emotional Health Other Than Themselves.

I Hit My Head Against The Wall Because I Don't Want To Know All The Terrible Things That I Know About. I Don't Want To Feel All These Wretched Things, But They're In Me Already. If I Don't Get Rid Of Them, I'm Not Ever Going To Feel Anything Else.