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Posted by susan47 on March 13, 2009, at 19:33:02
to begin with, because I imagined a life different than the one I was living, and I was a whore with the telephone, I was Terrible, so terrible that I have dreams of a three-headed monster, the monster that was me. Me. I can hardly believe it, when I'm sane, in my Sane moments, I can hardly believe the spider's web I spun, or tried to spin, wrapping myself in layers of silk, warmer and cosier and warmer and cosier, till my cocoon was full to bursting, and I know it will explode again one day, when Despair catches up with me, when despair visits again.
Posted by susan47 on August 1, 2009, at 20:27:29
In reply to Of Course, the Yoke has Always been Mine, posted by susan47 on March 13, 2009, at 19:33:02
That isn't true. It isn't mine. There is no "yoke".
Posted by susan47 on August 4, 2009, at 23:27:30
In reply to Of Course, the Yoke has Always been Mine, posted by susan47 on March 13, 2009, at 19:33:02
To keep despair away, how to keep it away, the things one must do.
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