We Are Cruel When Someone Refuses To

I Sleep With My Feet On Moss Carpets, My Branches In The Cotton Of The Clouds.

I’m Restless. Things Are Calling Me Away. My Hair Is Being Pulled By The Stars Again.

Last Night I Wept. I Wept Because The Process By Which I Have Become Woman Was Painful. I Wept Because I Was No Longer A Child With A Child's Blind Faith. I Wept Because My Eyes Were Opened To Reality....i Wept Because I Could Not Believe Anymore And I Love To Believe. I Can Still Love Passionately Without Believing. That Means I Love Humanly. I Wept Because I Have Lost My Pain And I Am Not Yet Accustomed To Its Absence.

Either One Fails In One's Art Or In One's Life.

I Hate Men Who Are Afraid Of Women's Strength.