'You speak to me of narcissism but… a matter of my life’ —Artaud 'At this time let me somehow beque… to my daughters and their daughter… Better,

Tommy is three and when he’s bad his mother dances with him. She puts on the record, 'Red Roses for a Blue Lady’ and throws him across the room.

Notice how he has numbered the blu… in my breast. Moreover there are t… Now he goes left. Now he goes rig… He is building a city, a city of f… He’s an industrialist. He has sta…

Oh sharp diamond, my mother! I could not count the cost of all your faces, your moods— that present that I lost. Sweet girl, my deathbed,

She is all there. She was melted carefully down for… and cast up from your childhood, cast up from your one hundred favo… She has always been there, my darl…

Father, this year’s jinx rides us… where you followed our mother to h… a second shock boiling its stone t… leaving me here to shuffle and dis… you from the residence you could n…

Nature is full of teeth that come in one by one, then decay, fall out. In nature nothing is stable, all is change, bears, dogs, peas,…

Concerning your letter in which yo… me to call a priest and in which y… me to wear The Cross that you enc… your own cross, your dog—bitten cross,

O Mary, fragile mother, hear me, hear me now although I do not know your words. The black rosary with its silver… lies unblessed in my hand

The speaker in this case is a middle—aged witch, me— tangled on my two great arms, my face in a book and my mouth wide,