TBC Flashcards
i could see the dark leonine shape of his head
he seemed to me like a lily
eyes that always disturbed me by their absolute absence of light, seemed to me like a mask
i saw him watching me in the gilded mirrors with the assessing eye of a connoisseur inspecting horse flesh
impersonal arousal…at the same time repugnance
no title at all on the spine
her cunt a split fig
my little nun has found the prayerbooks, has she?
have the nasty pictures scared baby?
a dozen husbands impales a dozen brides
it must have been my innocence that captivated him
i was not afraid of him; but of myself
potentiality for corruption
my dark newborn curiousity
eve and pandora possibly
a long, a winding corridor
the castle was adrift
and still i felt no fear
my mothers spirit drove me on
the more i scrubbed the key, the more vivid grew the stain
the atrocious loneliness of that monster
i knew i had behaved exactly according to his desires
the marquis stood transfixed…at a loss
the puppet master, open-mouthed, wide eyed…saw his dolls break free of their strings
wild thing as my mother
raised my fathers gun…and put a single irreproachable bullet through my husbands head
the castle is now a school for the blind
