The Kiss (Anne Sexton Poems)
My mouth blooms like a cut.I've been wronged all year, tediousnights, nothing but rough elbows in themand delicate boxes of ...
My mouth blooms like a cut.I've been wronged all year, tediousnights, nothing but rough elbows in themand delicate boxes of ...
Good for visiting hospitals or charitable work. Take some time to attend to your health. Surely I will be disquieted ...
You said the anger would come back just as the love did. I have a black look I do not ...
A story, a story! (Let it go. Let it come.) I was stamped out like a Plymouth fender into this ...
You, Doctor Martin, walk from breakfast to madness. Late August, I speed through the antiseptic tunnel where the moving dead ...
My mouth blooms like a cut. I've been wronged all year, tedious nights, nothing but rough elbows in them and ...
Sleepmonger, deathmonger, with capsules in my palms each night, eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles I make arrangements ...
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