Eating fireis your ambition: to swallow the flame downtake it into your mouthand shoot it forth, a shout or an incandescenttongue, a wordexploding from you in gold, crimson,unrolling in a brilliant sc...
It's no good thinking you're invisible if you aren't
I will never be that old, thinks Joanne. I will die before I'm thirty. She knows this absolutely. It's a tragic but satisfactory thought. If necessary, if some wasting disease refuses to carry her off...
Amazing how the heart clutches at anything familiar, whimpering Mine!Mine!