The Redness Had Seeped From The Day

So Few People Know What They're Capable Of.

What's Wrong With Living In A Dream World? You Have To Wake Up.

I Don't Remember What They Said, Only The Fury Of Their Words, How The Air Turned Raw And Full Of Welts. Later It Would Remind Me Of Birds Trapped Inside A Closed Room, Flinging Themselves Against The Windows And The Walls, Against Each Other.

You Have Untold Strengths And Resources Inside. You Have Your Glorious Self.

As An Adolescent, I Went To Charm School, Where I Learned To Pour Tea And Relate To Boys, Which, As I Recall, Meant Giving Them The Pickle Jar To Unscrew, Whether It Was Too Hard For Me Or Not.