Art Is A Refining And Evocative Translation

Already I Am No Longer Looked At With Lechery Or Love.

Abortions Will Not Let You Forget. You Remember The Children You Got That You Did Not Get.

Each Body Has Its Art.

Life For My Child Is Simple, And Is Good.

Exhaust The Little Moment. Soon It Dies. And Be It Gash Or Gold It Will Not Come Again In This Identical Guise.