Maxioms by Sylvia Plath
I lean to you, numb as a fossil. Tell me I'm here.
I lean to you, numb as a fossil. Tell me I'm here.
The man creates a pseudonym and hides behind it like a worm
The man creates a pseudonym and hides behind it like a worm
What does one woman see in another than a man cannot see? Tenderness
What does one woman see in another than a man cannot see? Tenderness
For me, poetry is an evasion of the real job of writing prose.
For me, poetry is an evasion of the real job of writing prose.
Kiss me and you will see how important I am.
Kiss me and you will see how important I am.
