Poetry [is] More Necessary Than Ever As

I Do Think That All Of Us Think In Poems.

Because Sometimes I Live In A Hurricane Of Words And Not One Of Them Can Save Me.

Where We Live In The World Is Never One Place. Our Hearts, Those Dogged Mirrors, Keep Flashing Us Moons Before We Are Ready For Them.

I Love The Solitude Of Reading. I Love The Deep Dive Into Someone Else's Story, The Delicious Ache Of A Last Page.

Only Kindness That Raises Its Head From The Crowd Of The World To Say It Is I You Have Been Looking For, And Then Goes With You Everywhere Like A Shadow Or A Friend.