The Simile Museum

Tag: Sylvia Plath

“The man laughed and left us on the curb and went back and handed a bill to the driver in the middle of a great honking and some yelling, and then we saw the girls from the magazine moving off in a row, one cab after another, like a wedding party with nothing but bridesmaids.”

-Sylvia Plath


“I felt limp and betrayed, like the skin shed by a terrible animal.”

-Sylvia Plath