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Found Poetry 271


the milk went bad
it turned grey
then green
then back to grey
but I chewed it
then I swallowed with a thick gulp
it tasted like old mackerel and onions
on an armpit's foot
it was unimaginable
that it tasted so good

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

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