I Don't Know What She

There Is Something About That Moment, When Literature Becomes Accessible, And A Door Of The World Opens.

The Mind Can’t Explain It, And You Can’t Make It Go Away. It’s Called Love.

The Fact That I Lost My Son Permeates My Being.

I See All Of Them. All The Colors.

Early On I Came To Realize Something, And It Came From The Mail I Received From Kids. That Is, Kids At That Pivotal Age, 12, 13 Or 14, They're Still Deeply Affected By What They Read, Some Are Changed By What They Read, Books Can Change The Way They Feel About The World In General. I Don't Think That's True Of Adults As Much.