Depression is a very sensible reaction to just about everything we live in now.

They have our bundles split open in museums / our dresses & shirts at auctions / our languages on tape / our stories in locked rare book libraries / our dances on film / The only part of us they can't steal / is what we know.

Our sacred beliefs have been made pencils / names of cities / gas stations / My knee is wounded so badly that I limp constantly / Anger is my crutch / I hold myself upright with it / My knee is wounded / see / How I Am Still Walking.

Depression is a very sensible reaction to just about everything we live in now.

Of course it is extremely difficult to like oneself in a culture which thinks you are a disease.

The grapevine should be named after a more bitter fruit. It should be called the grapefruit tree.