I love Derrick Brown for the surprise of one word waking up next to another. One moment tender, funny or romantic, the next, visceral, ironic and relevatory-here is the full chaos of life. An amazing talent.
We read so that we can be moved by a new way of looking at things.
She’s never where she is,' I said. 'She’s only inside her head.
Just because a poet said something didn’t mean it was true, only that it sounded good.
When you started thinking it was easy, you were forgetting what it cost.
Oleander time, she said. Lovers who kill each other now will blame it on the wind.