I say I appear naked before you, but so often I whistle for my invisible armed guard; the gap-toothed, jeering, club-headed mob, my feelings, that are used to having me to themselves.

“Sometimes you have to live in precarious and temporary places. Unsuitable place…”

“I am a writer who happens to love women. I am not a lesbian who happens to writ…”

“Writers are not here to conform. We are here to challenge. We're not here to be…”

“I needed words because unhappy families are conspiracies of silence. The one wh…”