Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.
...became a woman who learned her own skin and dug into her soul and found it full.
Sometimes the soul takes pictures of things it has wished for, but never seen.
I am not lazy. I am on the amphetamine of the soul. I am, each day, typing out the God my typewriter believes in.
The soul was not cured, it was as full as a clothes closet of dresses that did not fit.
I can only sign over everything, the house, the dog, the ladders, the jewels, the soul, the family tree, the mailbox. Then I can sleep. Maybe.
When they turn the sun on again I'll plant children under it, I'll light up my soul with a match and let it sing.
I am so imperfect, can you love me when really my soul is deformed? Will you love me anyhow?
Take adultery or theft. Merely sins. It is evil who dines on the soul, stretching out its long bone tongue. It is evil who tweezers my heart, picking out its atomic worms.
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