When I was a little girl, I got stuck half way between James Joyce abd Ted Hughes. Now they are already dead, I can be dead already. Freely.

We guard this priceless treasure. Keep safe that which we give you, for we do not entrust our treasures lightly. But we will guard yours forever.

My grandmother told me I was a heathen. She told me the banshee's would come take me away. I took myself away. I still do.For 47 years I have looked into the heart of the flaming woods and cried as shards of glass tumble from my eyes onto my cheeks. I do not bleed.

Allow your suroundings to inspire you, not conspire against you.

Wearing a necklace of severe heads and tongue lolling, I am lying you, demon..bare. Right here. Right now. This is modest hysteria!

For eight minutes, imagine your are infact turquoise. Thanks

Are we loosing our individual heritage through the shuffle of our play lists. These are the things we must treasure. Never stop sending me your treasure.

No wonder you all die so soon.

She is my understudy. Until I put my skates on.

Are you valued as the human you are? Heres the deal....breaker.