Some Words Live In My Throat Breeding

Women On Trains Have A Life That Is Exactly Livable The Precision Of Days Flashing Past

‎once We Recognize What It Is We Are Feeling, Once We Recognize We Can Feel Deeply, Love Deeply, Can Feel Joy, Then We Will Demand That All Parts Of Our Lives Produce That Kind Of Joy.

There Is No Thing As A Single-issue Struggle Because We Do Not Live Single-issue Lives.

Art Is Not Living. It Is The Use Of Living.

It Is Learning How To Stand Alone, Unpopular And Sometimes Reviled, And How To Make Common Cause With Those Other Identified As Outside The Structures, In Order To Define And Seek A World In Which We Can All Flourish. It Is Learning How To Take Our Differences And Make The Strengths. For The Master's Tools Will Never Dismantle The Master's House.