‘They capped their heads with feat… their faces, wore their clothes ba… with torches through the midnight… and dragged the black man from his… to the jolting music of broken

1. Men’s novels are about men. Women’s novels are about men too but from a different point of view. You can have a men’s novel with no women in it except possibly the landlady or the ho...

The snake hunts and sinews his way along and is not his own idea of viciousness. All he wants… a fast grab, with fur and a rapid pulse, so he can take that flutter…

I do not mean the symbol of love, a candy shape to decorate cakes with, the heart that is supposed to belong or break;

i In view of the fading animals the proliferation of sewers and fe… the sea clogging, the air nearing extinction

When you hear me singing you get the rifle down and the flashlight, aiming for my… but you always miss and when you set out the poison

He is here, come down to look for… It is the song that calls you back… a song of joy and suffering equally: a promise: that things will be different up t…

Whether he will go on singing or not, knowing what he knows of the horror of this world: He was not wandering among meadows all this time. He was down there

There are similarities I notice: that the hills which the eyes make flat as a wall… together, open as I move to let me through; become

In that country the animals have the faces of people: the ceremonial cats possessing the streets the fox run

The puppet of the wolf I have not made yet encloses my right hand: fur stubbles my wrists, a tongue, avid, carnivorous,

She has been condemned to death by… may escape this death by becoming… woman by marrying the hangman. But… time there is no hangman; thus the… There is only a death, indefinitel…

My daughter plays on the floor with plastic letters, red, blue & hard yellow, learning how to spell, spelling,

There is nothing to be afraid of, it is only the wind changing to the east, it is only your father the thunder your mother the rain

You walked in front of me, pulling me back out to the green light that had once grown fangs and killed me. I was obedient, but