Sometimes I Fly Like An Eagle But

Need Is Not Quite Belief.

Being Sixteen In The Pants I Died Full Of Questions

To Be Without God Is To Be A Snake / Who Wants To Swallow An Elephant.

The Ground Has On Its Clothes. The Trees Poke Out Of Sheets And Each Branch Wears The Sock Of God.

Women Tell Time By The Body. They Are Like Clocks. They Are Always Fastened To The Earth, Listening For Its Small Animal Noises.