I remember in my early 20s when I felt I couldn't live past 30. I was learning how to write. I had a lot of hard work ahead of me.

Why does a hearse horse snicker, hauling a lawyer away?

All my life I have been trying to learn to read, to see and hear, and to write.

After the sunset on the prairie, there are only the stars

Revolt and terror pay a price. Order and law have a cost.

I've written some poetry I don't understand myself.

Nearly all the best things that came to me in life have been unexpected, unplanned by me.