The poet’s task is to make the invisible visible.

I’ve played with a broken hand, a sprained ankle, a torn shoulder, a fractured tooth, a severed lip, and a knee the size of a softball. I don’t miss games because of a toe injury that everybody knows wasn’t that serious in the first place.

"The dead are never far from us. They're in our hearts and on our minds and in the end all that matters is love."