There may come a time when you will wish you had never tasted the fruit from the tree of knowledge. There may even come a time when you will lie about who took the first bite.

It was like diving into winter waves. "I can't," I told him."Why not?""Because I need to find out who I am by myself before I can be with anyone else.

Safe DepositI thought that I could keep it−the light on the running tide,how your eyes give you awayno matter what you hide.I thought that I could hold it−the forest along the sand,your neck bones like pearlsunderneath my hand.But time's school has taught mehow petals brown and die.There's no saving pleasure.Don't try. Don't try.

BearingsYou are my dear compass,who knows no way but true,so when I'm lost and drifting,I find myself in you.Yet when I ask you, fearful,if I should set you free,imagine my surprise to hearyou take your north from me.

For MargaretSome people laughha-ha-ha.Other people puttheir hands on their mouthshe-he-he.In the department stores Santa laughsho-ho-ho.But this girl I know−okay, this girl I'm crazy forlaughs like an envelope tearing open and good stuffspilling out.