They Say That Shoulder Blades Are Where

They Say That Shoulder Blades Are Where Your Wings Were, When You Were An Angel," She Said. "they Say They're Where Your Wings Will Grow Again One Day.

I Don't Want To Be Little Again. But At The Same Time I Do. I Want To Be Me Like I Was Then, And Me As I Am Now, And Me Like I'll Be In The Future. I Want To Be Me And Nothing But Me. I Want To Be Crazy As The Moon, Wild As The Wind And Still As The Earth. I Want To Be Every Single Thing It's Possible To Be. I'm Growing And I Don't Know How To Grow. I'm Living But I Haven't Started Living Yet.

My Work Explores The Frontier Between Rationalism And Superstition And The Wavering Boundary Between The Two.

Words Should Wander And Meander. They Should Fly Like Owls And Flicker Like Bats And Slip Like Cats. They Should Murmur And Scream And Dance And Sing.

Its Always Been The Case That Politicians Want Different Things From Children Than Good Educators Do. Good Educators Want Imaginative, Exploratory Beings, But Politicians Just Want Economic Units.