Do you like me?” No answer. Silence bounced, fell off his tongue and sat between us and clogged my throat. It slaughtered my trust. It tore cigarettes out of my mouth. We exchanged blind words, and I did not cry, I did not beg, but blackness filled my ears, blackness lunged in my heart, and something that had been good, a sort of kindly oxygen, turned into a gas oven.

Watch out for intellect, because it knows so much it knows nothing and leaves you hanging upside down, mouthing knowledge as your heart falls out of your mouth.

I am teaching... This year it's kind of like having a love affair with a rhinoceros.

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

Fear / a motor, / pumps me around and around / until I fade slowly.

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

But my future is a secret. / It is as shy as a mole.