I'm alone here in my own mind. There is no map, and there is no road. - Anne Sexton
Anne Sexton - "That�s what I do: I make coffee and occasionally succumb to suicidal nihilism. But...". poetry, letters, coffee, anne-sexton
“FOR MY LOVER, RETURNING TO HIS WIFE” BY ANNE SEXTON
Anne Sexton. I always read this as a description of depression one of, if not the best, description of the mental illness.
As it has been said: Love and a cough cannot be concealed. Even a small cough. Even a small love.
I remember, Anne Sexton ... Since the twentieth of June ...
"Do you like me?" No answer ... It tore cigarettes out of my mouth • Anne Sexton
Anne Sexton: “Perhaps I am no one. True, I have a body and I cannot escape from it. I would like to fly out of my head, but that is out of the question.”