I am helpless as the sea
at the end of her string.
I am restless.
Restless and useless.
I, too, create corpses.
at the end of her string.
I am restless.
Restless and useless.
I, too, create corpses.
| — | Sylvia Plath, from Three Women |
Charissa's Grace Notes
Charissa's Grace Notes 
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