A Farmer Is Dependent On Too Many

My Life Has Gotten A Little More Complicated Than My Ability To Describe It. That Used To Be The Definition Of Madness, Now It's Just Continuous Overload.

I Am An American, Not An Asian-american. My Rejection Of Hyphenation Has Been Called Race Treachery, But It Is Really A Demand That America Deliver The Promises Of Its Dream To All Its Citizens Equally.

[on Her Writing Agenda:] Make The Familiar Exotic; The Exotic Familiar.

A Farmer Is Dependent On Too Many Things Outside His Control; It Makes For Modesty.

What Was The Function Of Poetry If Not To Improve The Petty, Cautious Minds Of Evasive Children?