You May Not Be Able To Alter

I Have Periods Now, Like Normal Girls; I Too Am Among The Knowing, I Too Can Sit Out Volleyball Games And Go To The Nurse's For Aspirin And Waddle Along The Halls With A Pad Like A Flattened Rabbit Tail Wadded Between My Legs, Sopping With Liver-colored Blood.

I No Longer Feel I'll Be Dead By Thirty; Now It's Sixty. I Suppose These Deadlines We Set For Ourselves Are Really A Way Of Saying We Appreciate Time, And Want To Use All Of It. I'm Still Writing, I'm Still Writing Poetry, I Still Can't Explain Why, And I'm Still Running Out Of Time.

You Can Forget Who You Are If You're Alone Too Much.

A Rat In A Maze Is Free To Go Anywhere, As Long As It Stays Inside The Maze.

All Observations Of Life Are Harsh, Because Life Is. I Lament That Fact, But I Cannot Change It.