The Head Has Its Confines. The Head’s

There Are Things That Can't Be Said, Because It's Hard To Have To Know Them.

The Proper Word For Me," Robin Goodman Says, "is Me.

Every Great Narrative Is At Least Two Narratives, If Not More - The Thing That Is On The Surface And Then The Things Underneath Which Are Invisible.

Oh. To Be Filled With Goodness Then Shattered By Goodness, So Beautifully Mosaically Fragmented By Such Shocking Goodness.

I Have Thought For A Long Time That The Way My Clothes Hang On Me Is More Important Than Me Inside Them.