to hell with it

mother has new shoes. She likes her new shoes. She likes walking in her new shoes. Every step is a statement of her self assured way. Her shoes look pretty on her feet. She likes the sound they make. Shoes with heels are not like slippers. Shoes with heels make a sound when you walk. The balance you strike gives your walk a womanly way. It enhances your femaleness. It's very pretty walking this way.

mother went to art school and now sells paintings. Mother would like to share her experience as an artist. she thinks "trace" and "memory" are recurring themes in her visual work. She's "concerned" by these notions. These notions concern her.

Mother handled his funeral skilfully. Mother cried some. At night she broke down. "What shall I do, she says her hand posed on my shoulder, now I don't have my little brother no more?" I think that I don't know what she shall do. but I sure as hell know what she will do.

mother has new shoes. She likes her new shoes. She likes walking in her new shoes. Every step is a statement of her self assured way. Her shoes look pretty on her feet. She likes the sound they make. Shoes with heels are not like slippers. Shoes with heels make a sound when you walk. The balance you strike gives your walk a womanly way. It enhances your femaleness. It's very pretty walking this way.