SUSAN MOWBRAY
a diary with characters who could be me or other people or simply themselves
In Flight
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The Harpies flying through the trees, looking out for prey.
Pared down to essentials
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Majas
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They walked in groups of three or four. One was usually more beautiful than the others but they all displayed their legs and breasts eq...
A Sultry Evening in July
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At 11pm the air was heavy and hot. The Majas were out in force, displaying themselves to each other and passin...
The Truce
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This was painted before she decided to give up. It was yet another attempt to impress him. Look at the way she i...
The Battle
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All my life I have fought with this man and always lost. I want to give up, surrender, grow flowers and buy a beautiful embroidered cov...
Wearing thin
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She looked at Adonis and wondered if after all this time she didn't find him rather annoying. He was such a boy and so wanting to pl...
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