If I want to do anything, I want to speak a more universal language. - William Saroyan

What is a street? It is where the living weep, where the dead go off in silence to their peace.

She cried a little, but only inside, because long ago she had decided she didn't like crying because if you ever started to cry it seemed as if there was so much to cry about you almost couldn't stop, and she didn't like that at all.

Poetry must be read to be poetry. It may be that one reader is all that I deserve. If this is so, I want that reader to be you.