Об этом своём увлечении актриса рассказала в интервью журналу Marie Claire и даже позволила опубликовать одно стихотворение, которое она сочинила во время поездки в Техас:
My Heart Is A Wiffle Ball/Freedom PoleI reared digital moonlight You read its clock, scrawled neon across that black Kismetly … ubiquitously crest fallen Thrown down to strafe your foothills …I’ll suck the bones pretty. Your nature perforated the abrasive organ pumps Spray painted everything known to man, Stream rushed through and all out into Something Whilst the crackling stare down sun snuck Through our windows boarded up He hit your flint face and it sparked.
And I bellowed and you parked We reached Marfa. One honest day up on this freedom pole Devils not done digging He’s speaking in tongues all along the pan handle And this pining erosion is getting dust in My eyes And I’m drunk on your morsels And so I look down the line Your every twitch hand drum salute Salutes mine …
