Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so. ...

There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so. (Frank O'Hara)

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Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.

Frank O'Hara Quotes: There is a geography which holds its hands just so far from the breast and pushes you away, crying so.