But in twenty-five years she’ll be silver, In fifty, gold. A living doll, everywhere you look. It can sew, it can cook, It can talk, talk, talk. It works, there is nothing wrong with it. You have a hole, it’s a poultice. You have an eye, it’s an image.
quote from Sylvia Plath : The Applicant
pictures taken by John A. Stevens
Bushwick, NY May 2014