Holiday Shmoliday
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“learning the last bright routes, survivor
where your flames still bite my thigh
and my ribs crack where your wheels wind.
A woman like that is not ashamed to die.
I have been her kind.”
~Anne Sexton
where your flames still bite my thigh
and my ribs crack where your wheels wind.
A woman like that is not ashamed to die.
I have been her kind.”
~Anne Sexton
I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. -Sylvia Plath
January 25, 2025 at 8:37 PM
I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. -Sylvia Plath
