I Have Piles Of Poetry

When You Have A Child, Your Previous Life Seems Like Someone Else's. It's Like Living In A House And Suddenly Finding A Room You Didn't Know Was There, Full Of Treasure And Light.

Better Off Dead Than Giving In; Not Taking What You Want.

For Me, Poetry Is The Music Of Being Human. And Also A Time Machine By Which We Can Travel To Who We Are And To Who We Will Become.

The Stars Are Filming Us For No One.

You Have Me Like A Drawing, Erased, Coloured In, Untitled, Signed By Your Tongue.