The Death Baby (Anne Sexton Poems)
1. DREAMSI was an ice baby.I turned to sky blue.My tears became two glass beads.My mouth stiffened into a dumb ...
1. DREAMSI was an ice baby.I turned to sky blue.My tears became two glass beads.My mouth stiffened into a dumb ...
I am in a crate, the crate that was ours,full of white shirts and salad greens,the icebox knocking at our ...
Until tonight they were separate specialties, different stories, the best of their own worst. Riding my warm cabin home, I ...
1. DREAMS I was an ice baby. I turned to sky blue. My tears became two glass beads. My mouth ...
I am in a crate, the crate that was ours, full of white shirts and salad greens, the icebox knocking ...
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