Found Poetry 812

11/11/21

oh angry alley
narrow and dark
a corner with no end
blue as birthmarks
trash cartons spread
so they said you had no heart
but you kept me warm
with brick red sparks

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

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