"Some people go on wanting [sex] as long as they live, but other people, they let it go as if it were a garment that had worn out." (Malkah, nine: RE… - Marge Piercy

I think poetry ultimately is a more communal activity than fiction, but I love both equally.

Poems told me there were other people who felt the way I felt. That was validation for the person I was. Poems can mean survival.

"Only in us do the dead live. Water flows downhill through us. The sun cools in our bones. We are joined with all living in one singing web of energy. In us live the dead who made us. In us live the children unborn. Breathing each other’s air, drinking each other’s water, eating each other’s flesh, we grow like a tree from the earth." (p322)