The Egg Cackles And Lays The Chicken.

Being Cassandra Is A Principled Choice When There Is Cause For Alarm.

Ordinary Is A Word That Has No Meaning.

Listen - Life Is Really Going On, Right Now, Around Us. Do You See It? Sometimes I Lose It But If I Sit Still And Listen, It Comes Back, And Then I Think, How Funny, This Is What Being Alive Is.

I Haven't The Faintest Notion What Possible Revolutionary Role White Hetero- Sexual Men Could Fulfill, Since They Are The Very Embodiment Of Reactionary- Vested-interest-power. But Then, I Have Great Difficulty Examining What Men In General Could Possibly Do About All This. In Addition To Doing The Shitwork That Women Have Been Doing For Generations, Possibly Not Exist? No, I Really Don't Mean That. Yes, I Really Do.

For A Poet, Making Poems Is A Way Of Viewing The World, Being In The World, Breathing.