If You Dissect A Bird / To

I Felt Overstuffed And Dull And Disappointed, The Way I Always Do The Day After Christmas.

Kiss Me And You Will See How Important I Am.

I Want, I Think, To Be Omniscient. I Think I Would Like To Call Myself "the Girl Who Wanted To Be God." Yet If I Were Not In This Body Where Would I Be-perhaps I Am Destined To Be Classified And Qualified. But, Oh, I Cry Out Against It.

If Only I Knew What I Wanted I Could Try To See About Getting It.

It Was My Last Act Of Love (first Words To Her Mother In The Hospital After Her First Major Suicide Attempt)