![There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Isfji36JpuI/X1uLeqAMt0I/AAAAAAAAKqo/j1rc71KCDtglmlSQ3BiKiU5J644KQJ8BACLcBGAsYHQ/h750/there-is-nothing-like-puking-with-somebody-to-make-you-into-old-friends.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)
Category: Sylvia Plath
![There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Isfji36JpuI/X1uLeqAMt0I/AAAAAAAAKqo/j1rc71KCDtglmlSQ3BiKiU5J644KQJ8BACLcBGAsYHQ/h750/there-is-nothing-like-puking-with-somebody-to-make-you-into-old-friends.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)
![let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iDdb6qJ371c/X1twhuO6PJI/AAAAAAAAIEU/DUngQTuy6745LR7vSwpQapSqcK5M0ux-ACLcBGAsYHQ/h750/let-me-live-love-and-say-it-well-in-good-sentences.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)
let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences
![I lean to you, numb as a fossil. Tell me I’m here.](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SK53u-A3_vI/X1tq9ISldMI/AAAAAAAAHJ4/KGawBLhgIw86bJ_fyrdYEWasi3yqC6jCgCLcBGAsYHQ/h750/i-lean-to-you-numb-as-a-fossil-tell-me-im-here.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)
I lean to you, numb as a fossil. Tell me I’m here.
![I talk to God but the sky is empty.](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1_nqFmrnlTo/X1tt88ptSLI/AAAAAAAAHmg/msKFVvfdLGYEmm9157S_jWdCNr9dRs0NACLcBGAsYHQ/h750/i-talk-to-god-but-the-sky-is-empty.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)
I talk to God but the sky is empty.
![I may never be happy, but tonight I am content.](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8IHvFxvuQdw/X1trMkeKaaI/AAAAAAAAHM8/WTbKEtzBwkIrh5l31O6BxcvJgvKb033xQCLcBGAsYHQ/h750/i-may-never-be-happy-but-tonight-i-am-content.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)
I may never be happy, but tonight I am content.
![There was a beautiful time…](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YB-kOscRrJc/X1uLkm_iehI/AAAAAAAAKr4/URzVwhTYWhAXF5TflexY-j2AYyyZ8IbxQCLcBGAsYHQ/h750/there-was-a-beautiful-time.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)
There was a beautiful time…
![I was my own woman.The next step was to find the proper sort of man.](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-j203gUO5yog/X1tuMUIepcI/AAAAAAAAHpk/7vKO3FBC4lIVGpJ7wXeCoZcxvegWqHWyQCLcBGAsYHQ/h750/i-was-my-own-womanthe-next-step-was-to-find-the-proper-sort-of-man.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)
I was my own woman.The next step was to find the proper sort of man.
![The blood jet is poetryThere is no stopping it.](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-x28Ar5jue2k/X1uJBpzP4pI/AAAAAAAAKMM/bq4vgjPQ7hoqAwZkSf8J53daEZibpUxQQCLcBGAsYHQ/h750/the-blood-jet-is-poetrythere-is-no-stopping-it.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)
The blood jet is poetryThere is no stopping it.
![I have stitched life into me like a rare organ](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ko17jcvaGG8/X1tqzyhXM9I/AAAAAAAAHH4/Otkghr-wlTQrtWnqhJhYgZQD-8Zo4PAmACLcBGAsYHQ/h750/i-have-stitched-life-into-me-like-a-rare-organ.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)
I have stitched life into me like a rare organ
![God, who am I?](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2nzn9kHvaPI/X1tnzQ8VW1I/AAAAAAAAGlE/HRl_uqc03RsQKkw_I9aiMLRJDBSWW81aQCLcBGAsYHQ/h750/god-who-am-i.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)
God, who am I?
![Poetry at its best can do you a lot of harm.](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7HoTuBzvMrc/X0bNGnWHugI/AAAAAAAAEOI/NB4KJnK_pGUgjoD-0__oOb7iRptQeejVwCEwYBhgLKtMDAL1Ocqx9zd5bddDOGU7u1DxY0vbL8eK9hia_oExdYtgxbkXTaE14B29nAj8UwJIdsUCg8i5OJM7U5gDboZmyDycdSjyrLPBL_kTXMwts4jZK2zxkmoHS9r0Q2hRseY63wRMGobmr_OR3V6jqLSFiPAqDbzS8zgV80YqH-5ZkrdC0BT4kplCIt627F0oLDnDG0-HkKhV9IwM_cXKnOz8BInaR41CirKt_ONcgDeJjAquX6vg4ByhUK2kS_FzoaiVEfPgnXG2MKVAOxfZBioolPl5yAyPuiTcltx_o_1jGnYItRgZoEOoSK9doLOThYM3aEjgM6k4X4MhWJvl68eVQM0rQ0Tg8XwOWSCtLajHyw3bXjZgRZRT5kv_X3XTFJfyqDcWf-oyqGk1aX45RLJFtfSiaahgCMOHFYAvgrQt5FKU9lSQfgsxUXwFi3fztziW3933sumR355KREqBU5noKOJypqnnt_jOcnlZIjRbzBbZuQKtxjMD3Q_GKUr7odJy0i-B-pwG0Y-KSj1Gn5beeC207f2Xa24MbyyvTRxXzhYyl1tsKKzkqU2KUCTYL7bd6bGF4s_MXfepgQ5lpaYHJsAxHsuilnkuG1NMslpXHDWt602gw2Kuf-gU/w750-h750-p/poetry-at-its-best-can-do-you-a-lot-of-harm-quotes-by-sylvia-plath-best-proverbs-and-sayings-about-poetry.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)
Poetry at its best can do you a lot of harm.
![Ill never speak to God again.](https://i0.wp.com/lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3CseINslPvM/X1tskPBGiII/AAAAAAAAHcE/EBIgMalSzx0wAOIpCuVCoEDwIt7-6cv3wCLcBGAsYHQ/h750/ill-never-speak-to-god-again.jpg?resize=450%2C450&ssl=1)