Let God be some tribal female who is known but forbidden.

The man inside of woman ties a knot so that they will never again be separate.

Yes I try to kill myself in small amounts, an innocuous occupation. Actually I'm hung up on it.

Letters are false really - they are expressions of the way you wish you were instead of the way you are.

As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love.

Let there be seasons so that our tongues will be rich in asparagus and limes.

Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.