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Found Poetry 254


sometimes the stars squat down
streaming, fractured, littered shards
stinging the sky like a razor
steadily grinding with glints
singing across the broken distance

This poem was created from Sylvia Plath's collected works. Click here to get a book of Plath's poems.

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