Millie Beggs, By The Time She Was

Anything Incomprehensible Has A Sexual Significance To Many People Under Thirty-five.

Life Has Puffed And Blown Itself Into A Summer Day, And Clouds And Spring Billow Over The Heavens As If Calendars Were A Listing Of Mathematical Errors.

Look Closer And You'll See Something Extraordinary, Mystifying, Something Real And True. We Have Never Been What We Seemed.

Women Sometimes Seem To Share A Quiet, Unalterable Dogma Of Persecution That Endows Even The Most Sophisticated Of Them With The Inarticulate Poignancy Of The Peasant.

I Love You, Even If There Isn’t Any Me, Or Any Love, Or Even Any Life. I Love You.