Your Thin White Face, Chérie; He Said,

Those Are The Voices Of My Brothers, Darling; I Love The Company Of Wolves.

The Kind Of Power Mothers Have Is Enormous.

When I Saw Him Look At Me With Lust, I Dropped My Eyes But, In Glancing Away From Him, I Caught Sight Of Myself In The Mirror. And I Saw Myself, Suddenly, As He Saw Me, My Pale Face, The Way The Muscles In My Neck Stuck Out Like Thin Wire. I Saw How Much That Cruel Necklace Became Me. And, For The First Time In My Innocent And Confined Life, I Sensed In Myself A Potentiality For Corruption That Took My Breath Away.

The Clown May Be The Source Of Mirth, But - Who Shall Make The Clown Laugh?

Not Many People Can Boast A Photo Of Their Grandmother Posing For Kiddiporn.