I am one of the women in this painting by Gustav Klimt. The other figures are of the readers who leave comments on my posts. They are also their lovers, children, friends, spouses, all the people that they tell us about.
I am entangled in the web of words that they leave. They are my joy each time I dip into The Diary of the Vixen.
I’ve done this before, and I’m going to do it again – suggest that