Its Hard To Die. Harder To Live

I Loved Almost Everything About Being A Teacher, But I Was An Unusual Teacher

Poets Are The Mad Midwives To Reality. They See Not What Is, Nor What Can Be, But What Must Become.

Doing A Life Study While Drunk And In The Process Of Being Seduced Is Never A Formula For Quality Art.

In Such Seconds Of Decision Entire Futures Are Made.

Life Is Brutal That Way ... The Loss Of Irrecoverable Moments Amid Trivia And Distraction.