The Addict (Anne Sexton Poems)
Sleepmonger,deathmonger,with capsules in my palms each night,eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottlesI make arrangements for a pint-sized journey.I'm ...
Sleepmonger,deathmonger,with capsules in my palms each night,eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottlesI make arrangements for a pint-sized journey.I'm ...
The Lilac is an ancient shrub But ancienter than that The Firmamental Lilac Upon the Hill tonight -- The Sun ...
The Face in evanescence lain Is more distinct than ours -- And ours surrendered for its sake As Capsules are ...
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Trout Fishing in America. I took the ...
WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing fancy. Somebody put some boards across the creek. That was it. The boards dammed ...
Sleepmonger, deathmonger, with capsules in my palms each night, eight at a time from sweet pharmaceutical bottles I make arrangements ...
Little poppies, little hell flames, Do you do no harm? You flicker. I cannot touch you. I put my hands ...
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