Nothing Moves A Woman So Deeply As

We Still And Always Want Waking.

I Break Up Through The Skin Of Awareness A Thousand Times A Day, As Dolphins Burst Through Seas, And Dive Again, And Rise, And Dive.

Novels Written With Film Contracts In Mind Have A Faint But Unmistakable, And Ruinous, Odor.

There Is No Shortage Of Good Days. It Is Good Lives That Are Hard To Come By.

No Child On Earth Was Ever Meant To Be Ordinary, And You Can See It In Them, And They Know It, Too, But Then The Times Get To Them, And The Wear Out Their Brains Learning What Folks Expect, And Spend Their Strength Trying To Rise Over Those Same Folks.