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Photo illustration of GLQBT relationships for Brock Press Love and Lust issue

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Anyone think my models look too stiff in this shot?

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But if I close my eyes what howlings greet me! Do not persuade. Be tranquil. Here is flesh With all its demons. Take it, sate yourself. But leave my thoughts to me. ~Conrad Aiken

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To the end of the world I pass and back again In flights of the mind; yet always find you here, Remote, pale, unattached . . . O Circe-too-clear-eyed, Watching amused your fawning tiger-thoughts, Your wolves, your grotesque apes—relent, relent! Be less wary for once: it is the evening. ~Conrad Aiken

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Fill your bowl with roses: the bowl, too, have of crystal. Sit at the western window. Take the sun Between your hands like a ball of flaming crystal, Poise it to let it fall, but hold it still, And meditate on the beauty of your existence; The beauty of this, that you exist at all. ~Conrad Aiken

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The sun goes down,—but without lamentation. I close my eyes, and the stream of my sensation In this, at least, grows clear to me: Beauty is a word that has no meaning. Beauty is naught to me. ~Conrad Aiken

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