I sink my teeth into my doubts
and chew over until they fly away like kind
birds
Inks, pastels
and graphite on paper, 2014
Source:
D.J. Cunningham, 1850 - 1909
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Your nocturnal voice illuminates my labyrinths
Inks and
pastels on paper, 2014
Source: Florence Fenwick Miller, 1854 – 1936
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I still keep the shy heart of my childhood among the plants of my garden
Inks, pastels
and graphite on paper, 2014
Source: Giulio
Cesare Casseri, 1552 - 1616
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Tonight
I have sown breasts. Their
fragrant flowers help me to forgive and forget
Inks, pastels
and graphite on paper, 2014
Source: Sir
Astley Paston Cooper, 1768-1841
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Don’t be judgemental baby. There is so much more poetry
and fun and dignity
Inks, pastels
and graphite on paper, 2014
Source: Nicolas Henri Jacob, 1781-1871
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During
the day my tongue speaks words of care.
At
night my tongue fondles my lovers.
Inks, pastels
and graphite on paper, 2014
Source: Giovanni Battista Morgagni, 1682 -1771
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