Sublime

I did not at that time know Emily Dickinson’s great definition, her ‘Publication is not the business of poets’; being a poet is all, being known as a poet is nothing. The onanistic literary picture of myself

Je ne peux pas dire que j’étais comme un poisson dans l’eau, mais je me sentais en sécurité. Personne ne faisait attention à moi. Je pouvais me déplacer librement. Il y avait une communauté errante de jeunes gens qui dormaient dans les parcs, dans des tentes de fortune : les nouveaux immigrants qui envahissaient l’East Village. Je n’étais pas comme

As someone treated a certain way their entire adult life because they were voluptuous and pretty, it’s become a joy to be unseen. But it was a bit of a journey, letting go, and boy how I wish I could tell other women struggling with the fade of their bloom how great life is once you let go of the flower.