I think my family and closest friends are learning about my need to withdraw, and I am learning how to restore and store my energy to both serve the community to the best of my ability and to serve my writer's heart.

My feminism is humanism, with the weakest being those who I represent, and that includes many beings and life forms, including some men.

We have all this courage as writers, but then there's this fear.

God made men by baking them in an oven, but he forgot about the first batch, and that's how Black people were born. And then he was so anxious about the next batch, he took them out of the oven too soon, so that's how White people were made. But the third batch he let cook until they were golden-golden-golden, and, honey, that's you and me.

Some people need flowers, some people need dandelions. It's medicine, it's what you need at that time in your life.

Writing poetry helps me to write my fiction; each thing helps the other.

Sometimes I feel I can't quite master my written and spoken Spanish, because I'm too much a student of English. I would need another lifetime to learn it.