Talk to me about sadness. I talk about it too much in my own head but I never mind others talking about it either; I occasionally feel like I tremendously need others to talk about it as well.

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

God owns heaven but He craves the earth.

Thief!- how did you crawl into, crawl down alone into the death I wanted so badly and for so long.

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

The little girl skipped by under the wrinkled oak leaves and held fast to a replica of herself.

Put your mouthful of words away and come with me to watch the lilies open in such a field, growing there like yachts, slowly steering their petals without nurses or clocks.