Aux Environs de Paris (1962) by Dorothea Tanning
To feel so loved, to milk more love from this love, to relish the lovely moon’s disdain, to savor the sky’s indifference, to notice the sun’s steady contempt, to feel important for the first time, sinking to the ground, to notice that people care, trying not to faint, to feel a hand on the back of your nec…