I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starvi… - Sylvia Plath

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I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.

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Sylvia Plath (27 October 1932 – 11 February 1963) was an American poet, novelist, short story writer, and essayist. She was the first wife of Ted Hughes.

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Alternative Names: Victoria Lucas • Sylvia Plath Hughes

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So murderous in its strangle of branches? — Its snaky acids hiss.
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