And tonight our skin, our bones, that have survived our fathers, will meet, delicate in the hold, fastened together in an intricate lock. Then one of us will shout,"My need is more desperate!" and. I will eat you slowly with kisseseven though the killer in youhas gotten out.
Anne SextonAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: american
- Born: November 9, 1928
- Died: October 4, 1974
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