One should be able to teach adequately and feel good about it.

When I write, I put aside the heterosexual world to admit a muse that is a woman-loving-woman female.

Signs of a maddening system of writing and counting that calibrates the values of something the poet does not yet know. Praxis is therefore poetics.

I'm much more comfortable in pants and shirts, running around. There was a typical construction about womanhood when I was growing up that I rejected.

The problem of the female body is not something that I've studied, but my memoir does treat that theme.

As the only girl growing up for a long time with only boys, as you pointed out, it seems like I was always surrounded by guys. There was this sense in which my female body was a problem.

Breath and brevity are sisters; the long-winded is an enemy who muffles your heartbeat.