I Think I Would Go Further Into

Love Is Touching Souls.

Augustine, Anne Sexton And Sylvia Plath Are Confessional Writers And All Three Make Me Sick. I Have Nothing In Common With Them.

There'll Be Icicles And Birthday Clothes And Sometimes There'll Be Sorrow

When The World Becomes A Massive Mess With Nobody At The Helm, It's Time For Artists To Make Their Mark.

When I Felt That Fame - People Were Nosing Me Out - Well, I Moved On. I Used Traveling Names; Wigs If Necessary.