When They Turn The Sun On Again

Don't Bite Till You Know If It's Bread Or Stone.

I'm The Crazy One Who Thinks That Words Reach People.

A Woman Who Writes Feels Too Much.

Then All This Became History. Your Hand Found Mine. Life Rushed To My Fingers Like A Blood Clot. Oh, My Carpenter, The Fingers Are Rebuilt. They Dance With Yours.

Poor Thing. To Die And Never See Brooklyn.