I burst into tears and I cry and cry until it feels as though it is not salt and water being squeezed from my eyes, but blood.

contemporary poetry is a kind of Reykjavik, a place where accessibility and intelligence have been fighting a Cold War by proxy for the last half-century.

Women who disapprove of men - and there's plenty to disapprove of - should remember how we started out, and how far we had to travel.

That’s why; he’s worried about how his life is turning out, and he’s lonely, and lonely people are the bitterest of them all

We're here for such a short amount of time. Why do we spend any of it building sandcastles?

There are many differences between a baby and an I-Pod. And one of the biggest is, no ones going to mug you for your baby.

Everyone knows how to talk, and no one knows what to say.