February has been an eventful month. This month usually spells love for me... all types of love, and I think that was reflected in most of m...

Days of 1903 I never found them again—all lost so quickly... the poetic eyes, the pale face... in the darkening street... I never foun...

I’ve Looked So Much.... I’ve looked on beauty so much that my vision overflows with it. The body’s lines. Red lips. Sensual limbs. Ha...