In Her Bottled Up Is A Woman

If Sex Is A War, I Am A Conscientious Objector: I Will Not Play.

There Are Obviously A Great Many Ways To Organize Some Fraction Of The Material In A Life.

Whatever Is Not An Energy Source, Is An Energy Sink.

Shared Laughter Is Erotic Too.

Every Poet Has A Certain Amount Of "stuff." That's What You Draw From For Imagery. The More Stuff You Know Well, Not Simply Intellectually But Sensually, Emotionally, Intimately, The Wider The Pool From Which You Draw.