The Quotes of Mona's teeth . there was hair in this 'odd'e's's
She was the am know best, blest spirit of the rocks, agape and fornica, cyclades of rackment
because I need to, and I paint whatever passes through my head without any other consideration. She painted her need to okay I will wait on her heart
love's accident is murder and birth, the beloved subject, and the accidents. its loss, or neverwasness it's what whence confuses the-she paint now with onehanded.
She lets me love the others _ shes knows this way his husband of many women and he is hers too as he loves them in bed mouth lips talk __comrade. Husband of harvest, husband thy feys and fuels the farrow of nighttimes
My life.....I believe that work is the best thing. The volumes, it was not much, it was not much, to have been multiplied in the kept promises.
Her hand, she knew it was the song the shark Maldoror ate and the body
I leave you my portrait so that you will have my presence all the days and nights that I am away from you. Do not leave me now or night will shade the tears of my absence my eyes your hard pen
I was at the hospice with her dead body it was ointment and shrouds on the earth. Beside it her hush husband prayed.
Broken is good is crucified as wheat in the sheaf makes whole the rent is that so?
O single love of Sapphic song and Sappho found her head, heaved over the side
JIll in in inn the hospital for three months__ to Toronto resting reposed She didn't make love to me that time, I think on account of her weakness. Too bad. Ther was no body thereshe was my mother
Mona loved her . Very much. Even though she left , and when she came back she had nothing to say and nothing to paint with . She was reulctant but to say
yes take me take
take me that