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...

The softest rain upon us. O my love, we are obscene, in schizophrenic atmosphere and paranoid, outstandingly alarmed at everything. How...

O God, grant amnesty to we who die. With eyes that pity, gaze upon our lives, and overlook the seeming cruelty we wreak on one another...

There's a secluded thunder in your eyes, my love, a suppressed resistance to the order of all things, a threat to light the matchstick of...

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