“I know you are a huge fan of Sylvia Plath. I enjoy reading her poems too but…” “But what?” There was a sudden sharpness to her tone. “I don’t know—it sometimes seems so constructed, so hyper emotive. It is like…it is like piecing toget…her her life through a maze of distorted images spewed by her manic depressive mind. Is it true that she was a thesaurus addict?” he asked, unknowingly trampling on taboo territory.
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