Without inspiration, we’re all like a box of matches that will never be lit.
Chords of Strength: A Memoir of Soul, Song and the Power of PerseveranceThem lady poets must not marry, pal . . . It is a true error to marry with poets / or to be by them.
The Dream Songs: PoemsImperfect parenting does not cause addiction. If that were so, everyone would be one.
The Joey Song: A Mother's Story of Her Son's AddictionAnd in uttering that Excellently executed truth You become an artist too
The Songs of The Gullible Wiseman: The Early Poems of Maddy Kobar, 2008-2013Birds shouldn't be able to find tears They are the definition of freedom
The Songs of The Gullible Wiseman: The Early Poems of Maddy Kobar, 2008-2013Achilles’ eyes lift. They are bloodshot and dead. “I wish he had let you all die.
The Song of AchillesAchilles weeps. He cradles me, and will not eat, nor speak a word other than my name.
The Song of AchillesWhen he died, all things soft and beautiful and bright would be buried with him
The Song of Achilles