We discover ourselves in what we keep around us
Maybe take the headphones out every once in a while
Ladies of letters
It's the stuff that dreams are made of
Take a look, it's in a book
Afraid of going dark
Dancing screaming itching squealing fevered
Just another 90s sellout
Beautiful, specific details
Limiting beliefs limit our possibilities
Wilt thou leave me so unsatisfied?
Our unlived lives are worth examining