So Then I Though I'd Make Some

So The First Job That I Got - My Father Got It For Me - He Had His Clerical Collar On, Was A Gay Bar In D.c., It Was Mr. Henry's Of Georgetown.

If You're A Lame Brain, Then You're A Lame Brain. I Can't Help That.

I Don't Mind A Dirty Girl. But What I Find Tragic Is When We, As Women, Become Not The Subject Of Our Own Story But Someone Else's Object.

Dance With The Sufis, Celebrate Your Top Ten In The Charts Of Pain.

My Childhood Was Extreme.