Why Can’t I Try On

I Am Still So Naïve; I Know Pretty Much What I Like And Dislike; But Please, Don’t Ask Me Who I Am. A Passionate, Fragmentary Girl, Maybe?

How Many Different Deaths I Can Die?

I Love My Rejection Slips. They Show Me I Try.

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.

I Smile, Now, Thinking: We All Like To Think We Are Important Enough To Need Psychiatrists