To Be Fully Human, Fully Myself, To

For Me, Creativity Is Essentially A Spiritual Experience, A Conversation Between My Soul And Me.

This Is What I Know About Myself. She Was All I Wanted. And I Took Her Away.

At Forty-two, I Had Never Done Anything That Took My Own Breath Away, And I Suppose Now That Was Part Of The Problem--my Chronic Inability To Astonish Myself. I Promise You, No One Judges Me More Harshly Than I Do Myself; I Caused A Brilliant Wreckage. Some Say I Fell From Grace; They're Being Kind. I Didn't Fall. I Dove.

I Said, "if I Was A Negro Girl-" He Placed His Fingers Across My Lips So I Tasted His Saltiness. "we Can't Think Of Changing Our Skin," He Said. "change The World-that's How We Gotta Think."

My Mother's Life Was Way Too Heavy For Me.