I was no good at being a child.

Only write to me, write to me, I love to see the hop and skip and sudden starts of your ink.

I have a dreadful fear that the more you try to prevent revealing the self the more you do.

I like feeling my way into different minds and experiences. It comes naturally and always has.

We two remake our world by naming it / Together, knowing what words mean for us / And for the other for whom current coin / Is cold speech - but we say, the tree, the pool, / And see the fire in the air, the sun, our sun, / Anybody's sun, the world's sun, but here, now / Particularly our sun.

There is a certain aesthetic pleasure in trying to imagine the unimaginable and failing, if you are a reader.

Narration is as much a part of human nature as breath and the circulation of the blood.