Every Minute With A Child Takes Seven

Vengeance Does Not Subtract Any Numbers From The Equation Of Murder; It Only Adds Them.

Every Minute With A Child Takes Seven Minutes Off Your Life.

I Rarely Think Of Poetry As Something I Make Happen; It Is More Accurate To Say That It Happens To Me. Like A Summer Storm, A House Afire, Or The Coincidence Of Both On The Same Day.

Lies Are Infinite In Number, And The Truth So Small And Singular.

It Takes Some Courage To Write Fiction About Politically Controversial Topics. The Dread Is You'll Be Labeled A Political Writer.