A red-hot needle hangs out of him, he steers by it as if it were a rudder, he would get in the house any way he could and then he would bounce from window to ceiling, buzzing and looking for you.


In: Linda Gray Sexton (ed.), 45 Mercy Street - Wasp

Anne Sexton Quotes

A red-hot needle hangs out of him, he steers by it as if it were a rudder, he would get in the house any way he could and then he would bounce from...

A red-hot needle hangs out of him, he steers by it as if it were a rudder, he would get in the house any way he could and then he would bounce from...

A red-hot needle hangs out of him, he steers by it as if it were a rudder, he would get in the house any way he could and then he would bounce from...

A red-hot needle hangs out of him, he steers by it as if it were a rudder, he would get in the house any way he could and then he would bounce from...