“Well, my friends give me purple flowers and orange teaand goosedown spinning quilts and torquoise chairswe greet one another in a wild profusion of wordsand wave farewell amidst the wonderment of airIn the laughing times we know we are luckyIn the quiet times we know that we are blessedAnd we will not be alone”

“So I'll keep you wondering what time I'm arriving And you'll drive me crazy with your backseat driving And I'll talk in my sleep and you'll steal all the covers We'll argue it out and we'll call ourselves lovers And I'll stay in my body and you'll stay in your own 'Cause we know that we're born and we're dying alone. So we turn out the light while the sirens are screaming And we kiss for the waking, and then join the dreaming.”

“The summer ends and we wonder who we are And there you go, my friends, with your boxes in your car And today I passed the high school, the river, the maple tree I passed the farms that made it Through the last days of the century And I knew that I was going to learn again Again, in this less hazy light I saw the fields beyond the fields The fields beyond the fields”

“But where do we come up with this notion of a woman in which the less space you take up, the more you're worth?”

“And the ones that can know you so well are the ones that can swallow you whole.I have a good and I have an evil, I thought the ocean, the ocean thought nothing,You are the welcoming back from the ocean.”

“and now I laugh at how the world changed me, and I think life chose me . . . after all.”

“And I will write this down / And then I will not be alone again”