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...

Tell me how I’ve come to be like this, my love, writing tortured prose, expecting resurrection just like that. I am not entitled to...

I have come, caked with mourning, seeking your company like a dog. I have come out of myself, out of my bed of disillusionment, when I...

Carve yourself a statue, love, of pure, exquisite laughter, fine finesse and solid make, out of the residue of mountains having crumbled,...

I am opened like the flood of the world; opened like the oyster retrieved from the bottom of the sea. But many waters have claimed me,...

Thou hast exalted my thoughts to the rank, the station of dreams, in whose apparent wilderness, having discerned such remarkable patterns...

Love me of your own volition, moon girl. I have set you upon the helm of stars to wither and bloom indefinitely, hovering over the waves...