A poem is a cup of words open to the sky and wind in a bucket.

I think the job of writing and literature is to encourage each one of us to believe that we're living in a story.

The writing of Kathleen McGookey shines more brightly than most fine things we feel pleasure to read. Celebrate it!

You know, those of us who leave our homes in the morning and expect to find them there when we go back - it's hard for us to understand what the experience of a refugee might be like.

Being good felt like a heavy coat, so I took it off.

The hands are churches that worship the world.

I am looking for the human who admits his flaws Who shocks the adversary By being kinder not stronger What would that be like? We don't even know