I love my country, By which I mean, I am indebted joyfully, To all the people throughout its history, Who have fought the government to make right, Where so many cunning sons and daughters, Our foremothers and forefathers, Came singing through slaughter, Came through hell and high water, So that we could stand here, And behold breathlessly the sight, How a raging river of tears, Cut a grand canyon of light... Why can't all decent men and women, Call themselves feminists? Out of respect, For those who fought for this...

The old farm roads a four lane that leads to the mall, and our dreams are all guillotines waiting to fall.

Every time I say something they find hard to hear, they chalk it up to my anger, and never to their own fear.

They taught me different was wrong.

It can be very frustrating and very deflating to be constantly defined and described by other people, so I've stopped reading anything written about me, and I find it much healthier. I just sort of concentrate on what I do and don't worry too much about that.

Why do our kids have to show us what gun control is all about?

Words are hotter than flames. Words are wetter than water.