I Would Like A Simple

Life Is A Trick, Life Is A Kitten In A Sack.

Poetry Is My Life, My Postmark, My Hands, My Kitchen, My Face.

Some Women Marry Houses. It's Another Kind Of Skin; It Has A Heart, A Mouth, A Liver And Bowel Movements.

Take Your Foot Out Of The Graveyard, They Are Busy Being Dead.

In A Dream You Are Never Eighty.