And I Am Aware Of My Heart:

Once One Has Seen God, What Is The Remedy?

I Wish To Cry. Yet, I Laugh, And My Lipstick Leaves A Red Stain Like A Bloody Crescent Moon On Top Of The Beer Can

A Million Years Of Evolution, Eric Said Bitterly, And What Are We? Animals.

It Is So Much Safer Not To Feel, Not To Let The World Touch Me.

When I Fell Out Of The Light, I Entered The Stomach Of Indifference, The Wordless Cupboard.