That Afternoon My Mother Had

Then I Decided I Would Spend The Summer Writing A Novel. That Would Fix A Lot Of People.

As A Poet, One Lives A Bit On Air. I Always Like Someone Who Can Teach Me Something Practical.

Some Things Are Hard To Write About. After Something Happens To You, You Go To Write It Down, And Either You Over Dramatize It, Or Underplay It, Exaggerate The Wrong Parts Or Ignore The Important Ones. At Any Rate, You Never Write It Quite The Way You Want To.

The Truth Comes To Me. The Truth Loves Me.

I Am Silver And Exact.i Have No Preconceptions.