Poetry Is Not A Luxury.

Who I Am Is What Fulfills Me And Fulfills The Vision I Have Of The World.

There Are No Honest Poems About Dead Women.

You Cannot Use Someone Else's Fire. You Can Only Use Your Own. And In Order To Do That, You Must First Be Willing To Believe That You Have It.

There Is No Hierarchy Of Oppressions

I Learned To Read From Mrs. Augusta Baker, The Children's Librarian. ... If That Was The Only Good Deed That Lady Ever Did In Her Life, May She Rest In Peace. Because That Deed Saved My Life, If Not Sooner, Then Later, When Sometimes The Only Thing I Had To Hold On To Was Knowing I Could Read.