Fall, temperatures, fall, fall! Let the weather mellow and the year fall into peacefulness. – Terri Guillemets
A bottle of wine is her autobiography: uncorked at birth, drunk to the last drop — an empty vessel all to show for it. – Terri Guillemets
Pressure cranks and presses Life, squeezing out essence of self, aromatic with bittersweet memories, pungent adversities, and the honey-musk of desire — the vapors hover over our inkpots, and if we pick up the feather it becomes our poetry. – Terri Guillemets
My body is a bulletin board, transmitting my condition. – Terri Guillemets