Jan 15
2011
1. Mirroring For a while when things were at their worst, I attended group therapy sessions with a bunch of other depressed women. It was just about as awful as it sounds. I hated it, partly because sessions were held at an inconvenient time, partly because I am a control freak who prefers to lead [...]
Jun 04
2010
Again just because. I Go Back to May 1937 Sharon Olds I see them standing at the formal gates of their colleges, I see my father strolling out under the ochre sandstone arch, the red tiles glinting like bent plates of blood behind his head, I see my mother with a few light books at [...]
Jun 04
2010
Just because I like it. Poem to My First Lover Sharon Olds Now that I understand, I like to Think of your terror–handed a girl Mad with love, her long, fresh Raw body thin as pared Soap, breasts round and high and Opalescent as bubbles of soap, Laid across your legs, 18, Untouched. I like [...]