I Didn't Choose Poetry: Poetry Chose Me.

Courage Is No Good: It Means Not Scaring Others. Being Brave Lets No One Off The Grave. Death Is No Different Whined At Than Withstood.

It Becomes Still More Difficult To Find
words At Once True And Kind,
or Not Untrue And Not Unkind.

I Wouldn't Mind Seeing China If I Could Come Back The Same Day.

Home Is So Sad. It Stays As It Was Left, / Shaped To The Comfort Of The Last To Go / As If To Win Them Back

On Me Your Voice Falls As They Say Love Should, Like An Enormous Yes.