Women don't realize how much store men set on the regularity of their habits. We absorb their comings and goings into our bodies, their rhythms into our bones.

You know, some people fall right through the hole in their lives. Its invisible, but they come to it after time, never knowing where.

Time was rushing around me like water around a big wet rock. The only difference is, I was not so durable as stones. Very quickly I would be smoothed away.

As soon as there's a crisis, there are people who take charge and want to control others. Climate-change catastrophe and human migration and immigration are great for corporate and governmental control over people, and we have to contend with that. I should say, I see corporate control behind everything that the government is working on right now.

What men call adventures usually consist of the stoical endurance of appalling daily misery.

We passed over in a sweep of sorrow that would persist into our small forever. We just keep going.

There is a legacy of violence against native women that has gotten worse and worse over time.