I Would Like To Bury All The

Pulling Off The Fat Diamond Engagement Ring, Pulling Off The Elopement Wedding Ring, And Holding Them, Clicking Them In Thumb And Forefinger, The Indent Of Twenty-five Years, Like A Tiny Rip Leaving Its Mark.

Women Are Born Twice.

Images Are The Heart Of Poetry ... You're Not A Poet Without Imagery.

It Would Be Pleasant To Be Drunk.

Sometimes The Soul Takes Pictures Of Things It Has Wished For, But Never Seen.