Showing posts with label tender. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tender. Show all posts

Friday, May 31, 2013

Love me tender


"Oh, she may be weary
Young girls they do get weary ..."

-- Otis Redding, "Try a Little Tenderness"

Self portrait 5-31-13
“And then I remember this morning and I wonder 
if it really happened or if I dreamed it. 
It was nice. And weird. And tender. 
I'm not used to tender. It's a fossil, that word. 
Conditions changed and it died out. Like the woolly mammoth.” 
-- Jennifer Donnelly, Revolution