a penniless socialite

by theuglyearring


nancy cunard’s bracelets. (read here)

Portrait Nancy Cunard

and a literary muse. (more here)


What is this cry for toys? You’ve had them all;
This clamouring for lovers? Take your choice:
Outgrown and senseless dolls with timid voice,
Like marionettes unstrung they can but fall
Into your merciful hands, your tender grasp
That pities them and tidies up their tears,
The while you wince, yet put away their fears.

(poem by cunard)