female, 24, i guess i'm grown up now
To hell, to hell with balance! I break glasses; I want to burn, even if I break myself. I want to live only for ecstasy. I’m neurotic, perverted, destructive, fiery, dangerous - lava, inflammable, unrestrained.
The child is grown
The dream is gone
And I have become
All my realities surround me like glass halls, since I manage to be simultaneously in them all.
Industrious Amazement: A Notebook
Writing is magic because it harnesses the energy generated by the chaos within.
Linda Gray Sexton
45 Mercy Street: Anne Sexton