Bianca, Bianca, Bianca! That wre… steals the hearth from every room… but cold and ash... I will be intolerable. If I am to… I will make sure Bianca does not…

I see the words forming then breaking– remaking sentences that once made sense now nonsense, wispy tendrilled clouds of dissipating incense,

I sat down under a lonely tree to contemplate the lov-e-ly way it swayed, so laz-i-ly, in the sunny, summer sun. And as I sat, I wondered how

This story is a true one, a traged… about the love a girl has for a sh… that would never come to port. Every day she stood upon his shore… her parasol in hand and wave, she…

Before the time has come to go while our eyes the same light does behold, let me tell you of this love I hav… deep inside me warmth unfolds

o. k., we’re gonna try it A different way this time– Do what you say For real; Not just for play - Put my soul under your knife

—The Silver Passenger Train— One long picture window of small heads passing parked cars racing by red warning lights and

Dystopic my culture myopic the lea… trading in my belief system drop-kicking my freedoms my head is ringing Taking my stake in the land

I was a child when I had you, it’… too young to be a mother or a frie… I don’t know how to communicate wi… You’ll never understand what I we… To an unwed mother’s home, they di…

Arms stretched out before me Sun on my face – I am weightless.… but only for a moment The wind rushes past whistling, whipping

We are but wretched little things small-minded in our finer’ies, selfish in our mine’eries Just wretched little things with our eyes shut tight

The weak will gravitate to the lou… they will be the most dangerous of groupings, and the largest. The intellectuals will try to comb… their forces –Everyone is right

I knew it the minute I opened the… A sparkly blue helmet, I put it r… Like exclamations from its edges,… Framed a grin brighter than the tr… I opened every gift with exuberanc…

I’m 16 years behind you I see your quickening decline —soon to be mine— Through the years I’ve denied this truth, that

Oh, to be in love is very wonderous whether it’s the first time or the hundredth!