There was the time I had stolen my brother Austin’s pants and walked to town in them, every hair in place, and for years they thought his hair was curly.
Category: Emily Dickinson
BILL OF FARE (Collected Letters)
BILL OF FARE: Extract of Susan’s urine
Emily Dickinson in her own words: ‘As if I asked a common Alms’ (Collected Letters)
I wrote back and begged him to be my Preceptor, whatever the hell that meant.
Emily Dickinson in her own words: ‘A Tooth upon Our Peace’ (459)
I was sitting primly in the Parlour, holding my head proudly erect because I was about to skunk my brother Austin four games in a row in cribbage and the tinkling little ice cubes in his untouched lemonade had melted into soft little nubs where the glass sat on its damp coaster next to his pale fat hand…
Emily Dickinson in her own words: ‘Because I Could Not Stop For Death’ (479)
Emily is my name, and I am a hard lady.
‘My Life had stood — a Loaded Gun’ (754)
Emily Dickinson in her own words
‘A soft Sea washed around the House’ (1198)
Emily Dickinson in her own words Colin Gee ‘Get up on the couch, Susan,’ I cried, already up there myself. ‘A soft Sea is washing around the house!’ Emitting one of her characteristic little squeals, […]
‘A Pit — but Heaven over it –‘ (1712)
‘A Pit,’ I mused, ‘but Heaven over it.’
‘A Dying Tiger — Moaned For Drink –‘ (566)
I was crossing the desert with my sister-in-law and life companion Susan and it was getting along into the afternoon so we decided to pitch camp.