Romare Bearden, Mother and Child (1977)

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June 24, 2005:

Then the times when the frustration turns to rage, even hatred. As if it's really so difficult for a grown woman to keep a simple agreement, for instance, to wait inside where she's reachable by phone, not outside, where she isn't.

And you wonder: who's the rude person here? Her for being so ditsy? Or me, for being so hostile in return?

And you also wonder: is this what Evil looks like when it gnaws my own bones?

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