I can only sign over everything, the house, the dog, the ladders, the jewels, the soul, the family tree, the mailbox. Then I can sleep. Maybe..

It doesn't matter who my father was; it matters who I remember he was..

No one to hate except the slim fish of memory that slides in and out of my brain..

I will be steel! I will build a steel bridge over my need! I will build a bomb shelter over my heart! But my future is a secret. It is as shy as a mo….

The Witch's Life" When I was a child there was an old woman in our neighborhood whom we called The Witch. All day she peered from her second story wi….

She is so naked and singular. She is the sum of yourself and your dream. Climb her like a monument, step after step. She is solid..

Now, in my middle age, about nineteen in the head I'd say, I am rowing, I am rowing..

All the oxygen of the world was in them. All the feet of the babies of the world were in them. All the crotches of the angels of the world were in th….

But suicides have a special language. Like carpenters they want to know which tools. They never ask why build. Twice I have so simply declared myself….

I like you; your eyes are full of language." [Letter to Anne Clarke, July 3, 1964.].

sorrow is easier than guilt..

There is a good look that I wear like a blood clot. I have sewn it over my left breast. I have made a vocation of it..

So I won't hang around in my hospital shift, repeating The Black Mass and all of it. I say Live, Live because of the sun, the dream, the excitable gi….

I am your dwarf. I am the enemy within. I am the boss of your dreams. See. Your hand shakes. It is not palsy or booze. It is your Doppelganger trying….

Letters are false really - they are expressions of the way you wish you were instead of the way you are..

Saints have no moderation, nor do poets, just exuberance..

And the aura of you remains, remains, remains....

Poetry to me is prayer..

You who have inhabited me in the deepest and most broken place, are going, going.

Everyone in me is a bird I am beating all my wings.

The man inside of woman ties a knot so that they will never again be separate..