I Knew A Book Of Mine Was

In Communist Countries, You Execute Your Poets. In The Free World, The Poets Execute Themselves.

I Write A Lot By Sound. One Sound Leads Me To Another. These Sounds Aren't Random; They Have Their Own Logic.

All My Friends Are Artists, So I Am Used To Collective Agony As A Mode.

To Be One Woman, Truly, Wholly, Is To Be All Women. Tend One Garden And You Will Birth Worlds.

I Know California Isn't A Real Destination. You Can't Get There From New Jersey, Not Simply By Following A Line Drawn On A Map. The Process Of Arrival Is More Subtle And Complex. It Involves Acts Of Contrition. You Must Appease The Gods. You Must Find Novel Forms Of Penance. You Must Tattoo Your Children And Look At The Wonder. It's About Conjuring And Awakening And Intuitions You Wish You Never Had.