Don’t worry if they say you’re crazy. They said that about me and yet I was saner than all of them. I knew. No matter. You know. Insane or sane, you know. It’s a good thing to know - no matter what they call it.

Poems aren't postcards to send home.

I hoard books. They are people who do not leave.

Psychiatry is a dirty mirror.

I burn the way money burns.

A woman / who loves a woman / is forever young.

Today life opened inside me like an egg.