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There is an artist who dressed up as a priest to meet a socialite i love her

I can’t believe i just read a book that healed so much of me and was so comforting for that to be atomized by this book im so sad now

i knowww i say this a lot and cry at everything but this book is healing and i do b crying

yeah i still read

“Your lives are lived so much faster than ours. One of my days is five or more of yours. Too fast….which is why we must treasure each and every moment” ME W MY CAT OWWWWW

there r no page numbers but i. the art work oh my god

once again she just destroys me

lady lazarus destroyed me before work

y was she obsessed w jewish ppl 🤨 but omg “I am a smiling woman. I am only thirty. And like the cat I have nine times to die”

sylvia. babes.

“I do not want to be a chrysalis again. How long will I have to live here quickened in My finespun case like a folded pilgrim, blushing, till i am Moth”

crying

def finishing this book tonight. Noticed something: each section she writes a poem titled “Self portrait as X” except for the first one. and im gonna. overanalyze that

“I am so moved by you I cannot help but speak.” I CANT IM SPEECHLESS

i might finish this book tonight

“How to find your voice: try. You’re bound to it like a knight to his century. everything forgets like that.”

“like a pin pushed through a pane of glass. Like life lasting longer than you can bear. Like a sundial gone bad. Like your own name. Dead set like that”

lowkey dk what this means but the word choice is beautiful

very much already loving this

“Still Life with Aspirin” is my favorite piece from her. it was the first poem i ever read of hers and i was immediately in love. “You did not dream I held political ideals, did you. You should not be reading this and are”

ghost pipes are now my new favorite flower

“Last hour, Loving was the first one, Cruciate as the wings of a dragonfly at rest” ugh wow. wowowow

my annotations have just been me scribbling “OUCH” and “OW”

I just started reading and i’m already crying

i feel so obnoxious posting random lines without context but this poem is about the death penalty and her last stanza??? “I love you Mother in your queen Anne’s chair/ Geraldo thank you for your company on TV/ Bird of prey, waiting like a hearse outside when I’m alive” UGHH