“

each day demands we create our whole world over.
disguising the constant horror in a coat
of many-colored fictions; we mask our past
in the green of eden, pretend future’s shining fruit
can sprout from the navel of this present waste.

Sylvia Plath, Tale of a Tub (via justanotherquoteblog)
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