To Write Has To Be Related To

Language Is So Inherent To Humanity, So Necessary For Even Basic Thinking, That Stories And Poetry Are Available To Anyone Who Can Process Language.

We Knew - But Didn't Want To Know - What Was Going To Happen, The Sky Descending Upon Our Heads Like The Shadow Of A Falling Piano In A Cartoon.

I'm Bright, But There Are Lots Of Bright Writers And People Everywhere. In No Way, At No Point Do I Think I'm Better Than Them.

Lord, Why Did You Leave Me In These Woods?

I Cannot Stand That Whole Game Of Confession, That Is: Here I Have Sinned, Now I'm Confessing My Sins, And Describing My Path Of Sin And Then In The Act Of Confession I Beg For Your Forgiveness And Redemption.