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Opens From Within (opens the original)
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She looks over the bleak landscape of lower Manhattan’s roofs, with their rusted water towers and peeling tar. A wan sun is trying to break through the clouds, and a wind has started to blow.She tries to understand why she is behaving so strangely, why everything seems new and surprising, even to her. She is in the middle of getting from the top of one skyscraper to the top of an even higher one. The one behind her is hers, or was. The one ahead is where she had spent a lifetime dreaming of livi
The Man She Never Had (opens the original)
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“Other women cloy the appetites they feed, but she makes hungry where most she satisfies.” — Shakespeare, “Anthony and Cleopatra”, II.iiThere are memorable women in this world, and then there are others who become legend. She was one of the latter. She was a woman desired by both men and other women, one who was aware of her power and crushed by it at the same time. How could we recover the features of her face, the shape of her body? What painter will give us back that mask of pleasure never sa
The Sky Undressed Without Shame (opens the original)
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The Hour of the Doves (opens the original)
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Chimeras (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedFrom their sorrowing eyes there softly fall Pearls of the orient. The silver star Rises from their hands toward the other realm. Beside them spreads the nard, its sweet perfume. From their lips fall these words of crystal, Soon effaced by their soft-rustling dance. Strange faces come from lands so far away, Reckless voyagers whose distant harbours Trace their faint outline through the veiling mist… Already you depart. And in
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