I see poetry as spiritual medicine.
Without hope we are lost.
Standing here, staying here, permanent here, eternal here, and we have one goal, one, one: to be.
Every beautiful poem is an act of resistance.
I love women whose hidden desires make horses put an end to their lives at the threshold
I learnt all the words worthy of the court of blood So that I could break the rule I learnt all the words and broke them up To make a single word: Homeland.