Quotes About Crinolines

In my notboredom but lack of available activity, I eavesdrop from their closet, hunching down among the Capezios and crinolines piled on the floor.

And I panic, a little, for my mother, I want to say: Remember, I never understood her—in a way, I never knew her. All morning I am glad to think of the arachnid, hunting on her own terms, inside the moist crinolines of the arboreal flowers, far from me, free of me, alive, unseen.

Some fantasies are wigs and some are crinolines. Some fantasies are aleatory grottos or downspouts.