A poem conveys not a message so much as the provenance of a message, an advent of sense.
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Nationality: English |
Each of us needs something - food, liquor, pot, whatever - to help us survive. Dracula needs blood.
I'm a woman, a mother, a daughter, a sister. I'm a real person operating in the world. For me to discuss the most private thing feels wrong. It feels like I'm betraying myself and my children.

