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Found Poetry 877

1/5/22

the crack gobbled us up
locked us in her deep womb
each draft of wind, laughter

rubbing elbows through narrow caves
bleeding in Earth's sunless lane
a story for each purple stain

hope, the only lantern

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

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