Dead drunk is the term I think of, insensible, neither cool nor warm, without a head or a foot. To be drunk is to be intimate with a fool. — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
“Tuesday I have invented a lie. There is no other day but Monday. It seemed reasonable to pretend that I could change the day like a pair of socks. To tell the truth days are all the same size and… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
