"Emerald as heavy as a golf course, ruby as dark as an afterbirth, diamond as white as sun on the sea."
"The Witch's Life" When I was a child there was an old woman in our neighborhood whom we called The Witch. All day she peered from her second story window from behind the wrinkled curtains and sometimes she would open the window and yell: Get out of my life! She had hair like kelp and a voice like a boulder. I think of her sometimes now and wonder if I am becoming her."
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Source: Anne Sexton (1975). “The Awful Rowing Toward God”, Boston : Houghton Mifflin
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