An exceptional, albeit painful, film that reminds us men aren't the only ones capable of sexual abuse

Thou art my son, I am thy father's wife,

I ache toward thee with a bridal blood,

The pulse is heavy in all my married veins,

My whole face beats, I will feed full of thee,

My body is empty of ease, I will be fed,

I am burnt to the bone with love, thou shalt not go,

I am heartsick, and mine eyelids prick mine eyes,

Thou shalt not sleep nor eat nor say a word

Till thou hast slain me. I am not good to live.

• Algernon Charles Swinburne... lees die res.