• You walked in, laughing, tears welling confused, mingling in your throat. How can you be so many women to so many people, oh you strange girl?

    Sylvia Plath: You walked in, laughing, tears welling confused, mingling in your throat. How can you be so many women to so many people, oh you strange girl?
    Sylvia Plath (2007). “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”, p.137, Anchor