I came away …

I came away …

I came away with pieces of you sticking to me; I am walking about, swimming, in an ocean of blood, your Andalusian blood, distilled and poisonous. I saw you as the mistress of your home, a Moor with a heavy face, a negress with a white body, eyes all over your skin, woman, woman, woman! I can’t see how I can go on living away from you…

Henry Miller in a letter to Anaïs Nin, August 1932

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