Sylvia 103°

” This is about Sylvia Plath because I have this weird fascination with her. “

By Mattea Dean

Your name rolls off my tongue like bittersweet honey.

At age thirty, you abandoned this world

Your rage, your passion, your suffering-


Internal demons wrestle with mindless abandon, sense is overshadowed

by the dullness and fatness of Cerberus


Cerberus, a giant of your own dark psyche

Was your paradise a mortal realm, or was your paradise an ashy, otherworldly place,

Pure, no longer hurtful to you, our unstable acetylene virgin?


Your selves may dissolve, but the pieces scatter and settle in the corners

of my own shadowy awareness.