I'm So Proud That My Offspring Became

My Aunt Could Not Have Been The Lone Romantic Who Gave Up Everything For Sex. Women In The Old China Did Not Choose. Some Man Had Commanded Her To Lie With Him And Be His Secret Evil.

How Unlike A Dead Fish A Live Fish Is.

Let My Life As Poet Begin. I Want The Life Of The Poet. I Have Labored For Over Twelve Years, One Thousand Pages Of Prose. Now, I Want The Easiness Of Poetry. The Brevity Of The Poem.

When You Raise Girls, You're Raising Children For Strangers.

Before We Can Leave Our Parents, They Stuff Our Heads Like The Suitcases Which They Jam-pack With Homemade Underwear.