"Deprivation" is perhaps
an exaggeration of your exacting tact
in telling me
that we should see
other people. Really,
it was an invitation
for passage
to an exotic island
where erotic dances are designed
to prepare the viewer,
and not solely and cruelly
to tease. Your hair style
stirs up snickers and grins.
I say nothing, suggest
nothing. Why would I
want to see
you suffer
such public humiliation?
"This journal is not a mere literary diversion. The further I progress, reducing to order what my past life suggests, and the more I persist in the rigor of composition--of the chapters, of the sentences, of the book itself--the more do I feel myself hardening in my will to utilize, for virtuous ends, my former hardships. I feel their power." --Jean Genet
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