Laughter Is More Serious Than

You Looked At Them And Wondered Why They Were So Ugly; You Looked Closely And Could Not Find The Source. Then You Realized That It Came From Conviction, Their Conviction. It Was As Though Some Mysterious All-knowing Master Had Given Each One A Cloak Of Ugliness To Wear, And They Had Each Accepted It Without Question.

Tell Us What It Is To Be A Woman So That We May Know What It Is To Be A Man. What Moves At The Margin. What It Is To Have No Home In This Place. To Be Set Adrift From The One You Knew. What It Is To Live At The Edge Of Towns That Cannot Bear Your Company.

As A Writer Reading, I Came To Realize The Obvious: The Subject Of The Dream Is The Dreamer.

I Thought The Whole World Was Like Lorain.

Deep, Deep Trouble. Can't Rival The Dead For Love. Lose Every Time.