The bell jar hung, suspended, a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air.


Ch. 18 - The Bell Jar (1963)

Sylvia Plath Quotes

The bell jar hung, suspended, a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air.

The bell jar hung, suspended, a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air.

The bell jar hung, suspended, a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air.

The bell jar hung, suspended, a few feet above my head. I was open to the circulating air.