the muscles begin to decompose 10.
april 18 is one of my favorite poems by sylvia plath
and also a poem by me
it is also the day that einstein died
it is also the day that virginia woolf's body was discovered in 1941
we were both born on january 25
i can't believe that this will be a good day for me
i can't believe that people want to be where they are when they are in a crowd
i don't want to believe that they aren't worrying about anything
