I choose to love this time for once with all my intelligence -from "Splittings
We move but our words stand become responsible for more than we intended and this is verbal privilege
The will to change begins in the body, not in the mind.
If we had time and no money, living by our wits, what story would you tell?
The suppressed lesbian I had been carrying in me since adolescence began to stretch her limbs.
The words are purposes./The words are maps./I came to see the damage that was done/and the treasures that prevail.