Lava Bread Makes You Passionate.

It Is Easier To Tell A Story Of How People Wound One Another Than Of What Binds Them Together.

[short Talk On Sylvia Plath] Did You See Her Mother On Television? She Said Plain, Burned Things. She Said I Thought It An Excellent Poem But It Hurt Me. She Did Not Say Jungle Fear. She Did Not Say Jungle Hatred Wild Jungle Weeping Chop It Back Chop It. She Said Self-government She Said End Of The Road. She Did Not Say Humming In The Middle Of The Air What You Came For Chop.

Life Pulls Softly Inside Your Bindings. The Pod Glows - Dear Stench.

Could You Visit Me In Dreams? That Would Cheer Me. Sweet To See Friends In The Night, However Short The Time.

He Stood Against The Wind And Let It Peel Him Clean