Millie Beggs, By The Time She Was

Memories Should Be Sharp When One Has Nothing Else To Live For

Emptying The Ashtrays Was Very Expressive Of Myself. I Just Lump Everything In A Great Heap Which I Have Labeled ‘the Past,’ And Having Thus Emptied This Deep Reservoir That Was Once Myself, I Am Ready To Continue.

She Quietly Expected Great Things To Happen To Her, And No Doubt That’s One Of The Reasons Why They Did.

I Take A Sun Bath And Listen To The Hours, Formulating, And Disintegrating Under The Pines, And Smell The Resiny Hardihood Of The High Noon Hours. The World Is Lost In A Blue Haze Of Distances, And The Immediate Sleeps In A Thin And Finite Sun.

All I Want To Be Is Very Young Always And Very Irresponsible And To Feel That My Life Is My Own-to Live And Be Happy And Die In My Own Way To Please Myself