This book I’m reading is dumb, but I’m happy I have the right to read it.

I keep thinking in terms of “or” when I should be thinking in terms of “and.”

It’s always best to take a strong position while at the same time undermining that position.

When all else fails, the printed poem makes good wrapping paper.

You might as well wear a sandwich sign that reads, I like boring poems.

Sometimes all we have is the meat in our hands.

As usual, my day resolves to a series of biconditional statements.

Writing poetry broke me of many strange old habits, although it instilled in me one strange new habit: writing poetry.

“Is” is not the same as “is and only is.”

Gender blind is rarely gender neutral.