“I was 17, living a fever dream with eyes full of stars, and she was Paris. If I was the slave, she was the Queen ruling over the regime. If I was a mortal French woman, she was a goddess. Wherever she went, whatever she said I followed suit, heart in my hands.” Sadness Feeling Ache Book:the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition Source: the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition