“Somewhere along the way, she weaved herself so deeply into my veins I can’t fucking inhale without her breathing life into me.”

Pushing out a breath, I lean against the wall and slide to the floor. I sit beside her for as long as it takes. Listening until her sobs fade and the shower turns on.

Come to me in pieces and exist inside me whole.

I never knew hell would be so spick-and-span.

Instead of ignorance, I tasted what it might be like to finally be me. I didn’t give a show this time. I had no plan, no calculations. No scolding voice inside my head. For a little while, I was free.

The prince of darkness is a gentleman.

She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire.

Art is a private piece of me.

There’s a reason we only hire blondes.

I suppose it was easier to pretend I didn’t exist than it was to exorcise my demons.

The darkness that surrounds us cannot hurt us. It is the darkness in your own heart you should fear.

Crawl inside this body, find me where I am most ruined— love me there.

I might have a fancy roof over my head and soap to wash away the dirt, but I’m still the same girl beneath. It’s important neither of us forget it.

I desire very little, but the things I do consume me.

Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.

Not everyone knows what to do when they come across a snowflake in the desert.

God, can he see what he’s doing to me.

Part of the true luxury of “earned laziness” are the braggin rights that come along with being purposefully and publicly lazy.

IIFA is always involved in charity, and that’s why it’s a great thing that I am a part of IIFA and will continue to work along with them.

Hey Nana, If Cinderella’s glass slipper fits so perfectly, I wonder why it fell off along the way?

I’ve never had formal drama-school training; I’ve just picked things up as I’ve gone along.

Public art existed all along, but ecological art just naturally grew out of my thinking and writings in that area for years.

Layer upon layer, Italy’s storied past unfolds in Robert Kaster’s captivating journey along the venerable Queen of Roads.

I am one of the founders of Hip-Hop along with my brothers Kool DJ Herc and Grandmaster Flash.

I’ve known great happiness in my life along with great darkness, and a question that has repeatedly entered my poetry has been, how do we use the direct experience of happiness that may be given us.