Writing Is A Delicious Agony.

Abortions Will Not Let You Forget. You Remember The Children You Got That You Did Not Get.

Words Can Do Wonderful Things. They Pound, Purr. They Can Urge, They Can Wheedle, Whip, Whine. They Can Sing, Sass, Singe. They Can Churn, Check, Channelize. They Can Be A "hup Two Three Four." They Can Forge A Fiery Army Of A Hundred Languid Men.

To Be In Love Is To Touch Things With A Lighter Hand. In Yourself You Stretch, You Are Well.

Life For My Child Is Simple, And Is Good.

I Know That The Black Emphasis Must Be Not Against White But For Black.