Anne Sexton once said,
"A woman who writes feels too much."
And then she went mad -
I wish i could sit down with her once
Biscotti and Cocoa -
We'd sit under an elm tree on a brisk day
I'd memorize her sadness recording it with my eyes
I'd smile often and hope to say something poignant
I wouldn't reach her at all
But i would try.
I think I'd see resignation and strength
Under heavy mascara and darting unsure eyes
I think i would leave disappointed in both of us.
I would carry the faint taste of
Melancholy
Biscotti
Cocoa
and brilliance.
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