Writing Is The Only Way I Know

Class, Race, Sexuality, Gender And All Other Categories By Which We Categorize And Dismiss Each Other Need To Be Excavated From The Inside.

It Ain't That You Get Religion. Religion Gets You And Then Milks You Dry. Won't Let You Drink A Little Whiskey. Won't Let You Make No Fat-assed Girls Grin And Giggle. Won't Let You Do A Damn Thing Except Work For What You'll Get In The Hearafter. I Live In The Here And Now.

I Have A Terrible Memory.

Two Or Three Things I Know For Sure, And One Of Them Is The Way You Can Both Hate And Love Something You Are Not Sure You Understand.

For Years And Years, I Convinced Myself That I Was Unbreakable, An Animal With An Animal Strength Or Something Not Human At All. Me, I Told People, I Take Damage Like A Wall, A Brick Wall That Never Falls Down, Never Feels Anything, Never Flinches Or Remembers. I Am One Woman But I Carry In My Body All The Stories I Have Ever Been Told, Women I Have Known, Women Who Have Taken Damage Until They Tell Themselves They Can Feel No Pain At All.