I tried out the unfamiliar syllables. They fit. They cracked in my ears like a fist through ice.

To love another another human in all of her splendor and imperfect perfection , it is a magnificent task...tremendous and foolish and human.

To be of mixed blood is a great gift for a writer. I have one foot on tribal lands and one foot in middle-class life.

Our tribe unraveled like a coarse rope, frayed at either end as the old and new among us were taken.

The universe is transformation.

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.

I spend most of my time writing.