My Bell Jar
fallen from the fig tree
Friday, October 12, 2012
Constance's Crisis
"And it seemed she was like the sea, nothing but dark waves riding and heaving, heaving with a great swell, so that slowly her whole darkness was in motion and she was ocean rolling its dark, dumb mass."
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