stanza my stone

"I see perhaps what really loving is like, like really having everything together, new things, little pieces all different, like I always before been thinking was bad to be having, all go together like, to make one good big feeling. […] I see that now, sometimes, the way you certainly been teaching me, Melanctha, really, and I love you those times, Melanctha, like a real religion."

— Gertrude Stein, Three Lives