“…let me live, love, and say it well in good sentences, let me someday see who I am.”

– Sylvia Plath

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The Sea

In my ears, from the sea, I heard siren screams, the drowned out cries emanating from the unexplored ocean of women, the vast and bottomless body of women, the ripple of women throughout generations; and I too sang that tragic song. I was one of many in the choir.