I am only able to be honest. And sometimes my view of the world is pretty dark. But still funny.

I love food too much - not because I'm fat but because it's so consumptionistic, etc.

I have a longing for wilderness and for greenness. I wish I were a person who longed for animals, but I'm not.

In high school my mother advised me to make my last lines into titles. It was very good advice.

I don't write very much about penises. More than some poets but not perhaps as much as I should.

I think it's a huge shortcoming of mine - this disconnect between the world of human and animals. We are animals.

I'm in a hard place now. A very silent place. And I'm struggling to either accept this or drag myself out of it.