i am like a survivor of the flood walking through the streets drenched with God surprised that all of the drowned victims are still walking and talking

the greatest Americans have not been born yet they are waiting patiently for the past to die

They say that I am a poet I wonder what they would say if they saw me from the inside I bottle emotions and place them into the sea for others to unbottle on distant shores I am unsure as to whether they ever reach and for that matter as to whether I ever get my point across or my love

You change the beat up, you might change the way people dance to the music. If you change the way they move, maybe they'll think about it differently.

Legislation won't necessarily start a riot. But the right song can make someone pick up a chair.

I used to have weird practices in crowded used-book stores in New York where I'd go in and just stomp my foot and see what fell from the shelf. And of course, because it's an unexpected encounter, there's always some magic that comes from it.

she kissed as if she, alone, could forge the signature of the sun