So I have to decide on a topic for a Women's Writing Anthology. I don't know if this is something I could ever express eloquently in a...

I don't understand love, because I don't have it, so I can't Write about it. I have the sea, homing in feet, In inches, Like a...

My mind does this (When it needs sleep): It makes a diving pool - A high-dive pool - and Fills it up with death. Death, Is like a...

Sometimes I picture me striking My head on the book, Just striking and striking Alone in the dark, But the book is all sodden, Iced wind,...

I've always said that a little bit too much is made of "Writing". It's not really something you can learn, like the piano, it's more just...