hoyden will follow the free tendencies of desire
hoyden is a pill dropped in a glass of water
hoyden is an illusion on a surface of memory
hoyden is a finger resting on the controls of a broken machine
hoyden turns as she pleases toward all horizons
hoyden is perfect sadism, at least as a method
hoyden is a beautiful chimera
hoyden crouches to intercept shadows
hoyden is not in the habit of saluting the dead
hoyden will always find buyers
hoyden is at most a thinking reed
hoyden writes sad and ardent love letters
hoyden is a door someone opened
hoyden is a dark intention
hoyden never waits for itself
hoyden leaves an exquisite corpse