The Trouble With Poetry Is

In The Process Of Simplifying Oneself, One Often Discovers The Thing Called Voice.

Every Day Is For The Thief Is A Vivid, Episodic Evocation Of The Truism That You Can't Go Home Again; But That Doesn't Mean You're Not Free To Try. A Return To His Native Nigeria Plunges Cole's Charming Narrator Into A Tempest Of Chaos, Contradiction, And Kinship In A Place Both Endearingly Familiar And Unnervingly Strange. The Result Is A Tale That Engages And Disturbs.

But Tonight, The Lion Of Contentment Has Placed A Warm Heavy Paw On My Chest.

The Mind Can Be Trained To Relieve Itself On Paper.

Vade Mecum I Want The Scissors To Be Sharp And The Table Perfectly Level When You Cut Me Out Of My Life And Paste Me In That Book You Always Carry.