The Pill Versus the Springhill Mine Disaster When you take your pill it's like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside you.

Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee affords.

If you are thinking about something that happened a long time ago: Somebody asked you a question and you did not know the answer. That is my name.

Love Poem ـــــــــ It's so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them when you don't love them any more.

I'll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.

We could see the children's toys here and there, and we saw a game that the children had made themselves out of dirt, deer antlers and abalone shells, but the game was so strange that only children could tell what it was. Perhaps it wasn't a game at all, only the grave of a game.

My teachers could easily have ridden with Jesse James for all the time they stole from me.