Friday, April 15, 2011

On Being A Woman

On Being A Woman

Why is it, when I am in Rome
I'd give an eye to be at home,
but when on native earth I be,
 My soul is sick for Italy?
And why with you, my love, my lord,
Am I spectacularly bored,
Yet do you up and leave me...
then I scream to have you back again? 
                                                                                                                                        Photography by Maxie  

  Dorthy Parker

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