Zeus It Seems Has Given Us From

Like A Girl, A Baby Running After Her Mother, Begging To Be Picked Up, And She Tugs On Her Skirts, Holding Her Back As She Tries To Hurry Off—all Tears, Fawning Up At Her, Till She Takes Her In Her Arms… That’s How You Look, Patroclus, Streaming Live Tears.

The Man Who Acts The Least, Upbraids The Most.

Death Submits To No One.

It Is Better To Watch People Do Stuff Than To Do Stuff.

I Long For Home, Long For The Sight Of Home.