Wednesday, 14 January 2015

The Sylvia Plath story is told to girls who write
They want us to think that to be a girl poet means you have to die
Who is it that told me all the girls who write must suicide?
 
I’ve another good one for you,
We are turning cursive letters into knives.
—  Bikini Kill, Bloody Ice Cream

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