Poems are perfect for something to listen to while you're walking around because they don't take very long.
When you're 17 in the suburbs and know only three gay people, holding hands with your girlfriend is a proclamation.
I did 12 years with nuns, you know. So I came out of it going, like, 'I think Jesus is all right.' The rest of it I think stinks to the high heavens.
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