Listen--are You Breathing Just A Little, And

I Grew Up In A Sad, Depressed Place. I Got Out. Poetry Saved My Life.

If You Have Ever Gone Into The Woods With Me, I Must Love You Very Much.

I Want To Be Braver And More Honest About My Life. When You're Sexually Abused, There's A Lot Of Damage.

The Face Of The Moose Is As Sad As The Face Of Jesus.

Far Off In The Red Mangroves An Alligator Has Heaved Himself Onto A Hummock Of Grass And Lies There, Studying His Poems.