In writing poetry, all of one's attention is focused on some inner voice.

Our bodies look solid, but they arent. Were like a fountain. A fountain of water looks solid, but you can put your fingers right through it. Our bodies look like things, but theres no thingness to them.

Brimming. That's what it is, I want to get to a place where my sentences enact brimming.

The problem with memory is that is changes whatever it touches. It is never that accurate. As a result, I end up modifying and revising my own experiences. It's myth making.

I am that last, that final thing, the body in a white sheet listening.

Every time you write a poem it’s apocalyptic. You’re revealing who you really are to yourself.

The lyric self is the self; the narrative self is not.