I’m not happy here at home. I keep messing everything up as soon as I take a breath from bathing or napping. It’s not even stagnation, it’s regression.
But even though I hate Plath, most of the time, this pretty little poem makes me feel warm inside.
And look…a scan of her copy of The Great Gatsby.
[Via Blackbird]
1 Comment
January 15, 2009 at 6:54 am
hey Nika! Happy birthday!! I am a bit late, didn’t have Internet lately, but still better now than never)
Wish u all the best and keep it up!!! Hope to see u this summer)
Love & miss ya