inside us, a flower taken whole, a field built inside.

Perhaps it is our fear, that in the silence between stories, in the moment of falling, the fear that we will never find the one story which will save us, and so we lunge for another, and we feel safe again, if only for as long as we are telling it.

inside us, a flower taken whole, a field built inside.

Memoir is actually the most egoless genre, even though it might seem ostensibly so much ego-driven. In order for it to succeed, you have to dissolve the self into these larger universal truths, and explore these deeper mysteries. If it’s purely autobiographical and ego-driven, it’s going to fail.

On a good day I write, all day.

Who doesn't want to just disappear, at some point in the day, in a year, to just step off the map and float?

I believe poetry has very little to do with memory.