It's Margaret Atwood day

Margaret Atwood is one of the many loves of my life. She wrote my favorite book, "The Edible Woman," as well as many of my favorite poems.

Here are some of them:

"I watch you
watching my face
indifferently
yet with the same taut curiosity
with which you might regard
a suddenly discovered part
of your own body:
a wart perhaps"

This is how I feel about sleeping with people

"Only a starved dogs logic about bones."

I can't find a lot of the ones that I really love.

In other news:
Okay, no, I need to write a poem instead.