‘I Dwell in Possibility’

For me, what always seemed most tragic was not the losses which are natural to life, devastating though they may be. Those at least may be understood. Rather the greatest tragedies are the opportunities refused out of fear, the aborted projects, the friendships never pursued, the potential lovers that were never spoken to. Not what died, but what never lived. Perhaps that is why I am so good at beginnings, and so horrible at endings. Because it seems so horrible to me to not allow ideas of the future I have shared with another to become the future.

I’ve tried to live in pursuit of whatever I’ve passionate about. I do not have any major regrets. Maybe because I am still young enough not to. But I have seen and been with people who would rather accept what is presented to them than change who they are. I think a large number of my poems are about exploring not only what I have lived, but about the realities that I and others I know were not allowed to live.