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[ID: excerpt from “The Collected Poems: Elm,” Sylvia Plath 

‘I am terrified by this dark thing That sleeps in me;’]

[thejournalingrat]

[infpisme]

[infpisme]

[sufferingorgan]

you sleep perfectly well at night, but i am sentenced to life // notes to my abuser, pt.1

[ptsdconfessions]

[trauma-blog]

..

[astrolocherry]

[lifeinpoetry]

In my coat pocket, I’d found some wax in different colors, that was malleable and I made shapes for the children who, like me, it seemed, either had hyphenated names, or no father, or their mother had probably been asked if she was their nanny while carrying them, or she had to work two jobs and left them with relatives who also had to work two jobs and left them with other relatives who either ignored them or beat them or raped them; in some cases it was all of these things.

— Tatiana Luboviski-Acosta, from The Easy Body

[asoftwrongness]

[shebitesgodinthewrist]

[lifeinpoetry]

I look outside of myself. The pine trees are tired, the grass a dirty rug.

I open my notebook to write but the paper feels too soft. I write red on my skin. I write it again. Again.

I feel alive.

— Elizabeth Schmuhl, from “#47,” Premonitions

[fairyslaughter]

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[enflurane]

4.48 psychosis 

[thejournalingrat]

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