No Moon, Sun, Diamond, Hands

I Love You More Than My Own Skin.

I Used To Think I Was The Strangest Person In The World But Then I Thought There Are So Many People In The World, There Must Be Someone Just Like Me Who Feels Bizarre And Flawed In The Same Ways I Do. I Would Imagine Her, And Imagine That She Must Be Out There Thinking Of Me Too. Well, I Hope That If You Are Out There And Read This And Know That, Yes, It's True I'm Here, And I'm Just As Strange As You.

Can One Invent Verbs? I Want To Tell You One: I Sky You, So My Wings Extend So Large To Love You Without Measure.

It's Not Possible To Present An Accurate Picture Of Our Culture Without All The Voices Of The People In The Culture. So At The Emerging Level, You Can't Have A Good Survey Art Show Without Women And Artists Of Color.

... There Is A Skeleton (or Death) That Flees Terrified In The Face Of My Will To Live.