There was a time when mapmakers named the places they travelled through with the names of lovers rather than their own.

I see the poem or the novel ending with an open door.

When I began to write novels, I wanted to keep that element of interaction with the reader that exists in poetry, not just for the reader to be shepherded from A to B to C to D but to participate, and the less you say sometimes, the better it is. You know, it's the way when someone speaks very quietly, you move forward so you can listen more carefully.

There was a time when mapmakers named the places they travelled through with the names of lovers rather than their own.

All I desired was to walk upon such an earth that had no maps.

Some people you just had to embrace, in some way or another, had to bite into the muscle, to remain sane in their company. You needed to grab their hair and clutch it like a drowner so they would pull you into their midst. Otherwise they, walking casually down the street towards you, almost about to wave, would leap over a wall and be gone for months.

Come. We must go deeper with no justice and no jokes.