The World Is Beautiful But

The Stars Know Everything, So We Try To Read Their Minds. As Distant As They Are, We Choose To Whisper In Their Presence.

Making Art In America Is About Saving One's Soul.

If The Sky Falls They Shall Have Clouds For Supper.

He Who Cannot Howl Will Not Find His Pack.

The Poem I Want To Write Is Impossible. A Stone That Floats.