A boy told me if he roller-skated fast enough his loneliness couldn't catch up to him, the best reason I ever heard for trying to be a champion. What I wonder tonight pedaling hard down King William Street is if it translates to bicycles. A victory! To leave your loneliness panting behind you on some street corner while you float free into a cloud of sudden azaleas, pink petals that have never felt loneliness, no matter how slowly they fell.

It was terrible when a single conversation with someone determined your whole future relationship.

why are we so monumentally slow?

I want to be famous in the way a pulley is famous, or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular, but because it never forgot what it could do.

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

I'm writing mostly to thank you for living you eighty years and to tell you I love you and think of you often.

The hands are churches that worship the world.