Middle Aged Lovers, II (Erica Jong Poem)
You open to me a little, then grow afraid and close again, a small boy fearing to be hurt, a ...
You open to me a little, then grow afraid and close again, a small boy fearing to be hurt, a ...
You call me courageous, I who grew up gnawing on books, as some kids gnaw on bubble gum, who married ...
the sky sinks its blue teeth into the mountains. Rising on pure will (the lurch & lift-off, the sudden swing ...
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