Many brilliant men and women died for their genius. I look inside my heart and I see a boy, the first of tears in his eyes, the first...

So far as I was concerned, there were two kinds of loneliness. The first bore the devastation of loss and the leeching quality of need....

How old shall I be then? a victor, placed away than, farther on the Isle than my friends, for I shall have lost Eternity by the slip of a...

I have spent seasons readying for rebirth, awaiting change forever in my heart like a bird, warding off destructive tendencies and...

Oh, it is a darkness, disillusionment, but also I am jettisoned from poverty like gold into the flaming zeal of the believing, the fiery...

Love rising like the fumes of the past out of sewer-systems and matrimony, out of the interwoven sunset and darkness that comprise the...

He who needs coffee to sustain him, and melatonin to pull him under, the brine swirls in the ears and the Vision is lost. So fall...

I want to be the thunder of your rain, the great, heaving indifference that breaks you into submission to the Kingdom, an elegant agony...

Half the time it’s nothing, I am nothing, no more. But like the fickle wish uprooted, the deliberate, persistent, rather indestructible...

Do I evince such qualities? a glassy harvest salvaged from the reticence of Earth to offer up herself, a shining shard, resilience of...