Love Letters to Loved Ones: The Haunting Paradox of Sylvia Plath's Fig Tree
The duality of societal constraints in the pursuit of individuality.
‘I saw myself sitting in the crotch of the fig-tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the fig…
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