She Haunted Him, As An Ungenerous Action

They Say When Trouble Comes Close Ranks, And So The White People Did.

When I Think About It, If I Had To Choose, I'd Rather Be Happy Than Write.

The Musty Smell, The Bugs, The Lonliness, This Room, Which Is Part Of The Street Outside-this Is All I Want From Life.

I Watched Her Die Many Times. In My Way, Not In Hers. In Sunlight, In Shadow, By Moonlight, By Candlelight. In The Long Afternoons When The House Was Empty. Only The Sun Was There To Keep Us Company. We Shut Him Out. And Why Not? Very Soon She Was As Eager For What's Called Loving As I Was - More Lost And Drowned Afterwards.

Something Came Out From My Heart Into My Throat And Then Into My Eyes.