I Feel As If I Am An

I Had A Good-talking Candle Last Night In My Bedroom. I Was Very Tired But I Wanted Somebody To Be With Me, So I Lit A Candle And Listened To Its Comfortable Voice Of Light Until I Was Asleep.

I Don't Want My Daughter To Be Educated. I Think Women Should Just Be Decorative.

Her Sunny Side Was Always Up.

We Looked Like A Parade Barely Moving Toward You Might Get Lost.

The Sun Was Like A Huge 50-cent Piece That Someone Had Poured Kerosene On And Then Had Lit With A Match, And Said, "here, Hold This While I Go Get A Newspaper," And Put The Coin In My Hand, But Never Came Back.