You Create Identity, You're Not Given Identity

I Am A Limitless Series Of Natural Disasters And All Of These Disasters Have Been Unnaturally Repressed.

I Might Be Writing What People Expect Me To Write, Writing From That Place Where I Might Be Ruled By Economic Considerations. To Overcome That, I Started Working With My Dreams, Because Im Not So Censored When I Use Dream Material.

Life Doesn't Exist Inside Language: Too Bad For Me.

All Memory Can Do Is Scream For Touch.

Even A Woman Who Has The Soul Of A Pirate, At Least Pirate Morals, Even A Woman Who Prefer Loneliness To The Bickerings And Constraints Of Heterosexual Marriage, Even Such A Woman Who Is A Freak In Our Society Needs A Home... The Only Characteristic Freaks Share Is Our Knowledge That We Don't Fit In.