I Think That It's Really Important To

Suddenly The Staggering Love Bursts Away From Me Like Milk From A Smashed Glass.

Oh, Of Course, I Always Feel Unconfident.

A Carnival In Daylight Is An Unfinished Beast, Anyway. Rain Makes It A Ghost. The Wheezing Music From The Empty, Motionless Rides In A Soggy, Rained-out Afternoon Midway Always Hit My Chest With A Sweet Ache. The Colored Dance Of Lights In The Seeping Air Flashed The Puddles In The Sawdust With An Oily Glamour.

American Culture Is Torn Between Our Long Romance With Violence And Our Terror Of The Devastation Wrought By War And Crime And Environmental Havoc.

Women Who Pay Their Own Rent Don't Have To Be Nice.