Her Words
Ode to Sylvia Plath
Her words pound inside my skull
She made it with a paperweight foot
She made it with a full set of teeth
(Until she didn’t)
More than nine times
her poetry has been read aloud
Whined and whispered into the seasons
Ode to Sylvia Plath
Her words pound inside my skull
She made it with a paperweight foot
She made it with a full set of teeth
(Until she didn’t)
More than nine times
her poetry has been read aloud
Whined and whispered into the seasons
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