That world wanted to place a label on me and to condemn me to a lifetime of servitude to it....

Does the Queen of Night shrink from sunlight And dream between sight A desert denouement? To open Close And withhold

I have a love for beautiful views that began when I was a child. I’d sit on top of the monkey bars or sit in my favorite hemlock tree...

I’m sitting on the floor of my bedroom with the cars murmuring outside and I sit to collect within myself the emotion. At night I lay it...

In the Shenandoah Valley, there’s a chapel that sits next to a farm. And on early Summer mornings it appears through the mist driving...

You kissed me at the drive-in, all coarse and unrefined. Your rough hands in my fine blonde hair, smoothing out the crook of my arm...