Because the machine will try to grind you into dust anyway, whether or not we speak.

The erotic is a measure between the beginnings of our sense of self and the chaos of our strongest feelings.

. . . it is through poetry that we give name to those ideas which are-until the poem-nameless and formless, about to be birthed, but already felt.

Art is not living. It is the use of living. The artist has the ability to take the living and use it in a certain way and produce art.

For we have built into all of us, old blueprints of expectation and response, old structures of oppression and these must be altered at the same time that we alter the living condition which are the result of those structures. For the master's tool will never dismantle the master's house.

Self-care is not about self-indulgence , it is about self-preservati on.

There are no honest poems about dead women.