I can't see where I ever posted Sylvia Plath's poem, Faun. I believe it's from her journals. The link is here.
But! If you read any poem from Sylvia Plath's journals, I recommend this one! I couldn't stop re-reading it in university. Sylvia Plath was one of my heroes back then.
In the ramshackle meadow where Kilroy would pass lurks the sickle-shaped shadow of snake in the grass.
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