Pleasure is where boredom goes to hide
Sore calves are the epistemology of want
When a man calls a woman beautiful, he strips her of her name
I want to be anonymous in my portraiture
Call me She of a place, 2013 (mixed media on air)
If we are divided between loyalty and coq au vin
We will choose whichever offers more wine
The circumference of an erection is global
Some countries rise and fall in less than 4 minutes
This is a new kind of history, one with a time signature
Allegro, il mio amore
Once, I wanted to be the side of a war that lost
A man loves a pillaged town
A place that will king him for bringing it back to life
Lips are not a symbol for language
They are the electric fence of the body
A punishment, a final place to die
Beyond the knowledge of failure, there is little to fear
Depending on the animal, bite marks on the thighs do not need vaccination
A man is puncture and tincture at once
With him, the body neutralizes
Your fate becomes an arbitrary formation of stars