What I Leave Behind Has A Life

Wherever The Bird With No Feet Flew, She Found Trees With No Limbs.

Battling Racism And Battling Heterosexism And Battling Apartheid Share The Same Urgency Inside Me As Battling Cancer.

We Must Constantly Encourage Ourselves And Each Other To Attempt The Heretical Actions That Our Dreams Imply And So Many Of Our Old Ideas Disparage.

What Do We Want From Each Other After We Have Told Our Stories

It Does Not Pay To Cherish Symbols When The Substance Lies So Close At Hand.