“Anyone’s Ghost” - The National
I’ve read that someone condemned to death says or thinks, an hour before his...– from Crime and Punishment, by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
“Island” - The Whitest Boy Alive
Untitled by Halina Poswiatowska
a splinter of my imagination sometimes flares up from a word and sometimes from the smell of salt and I feel under me the ship shift from foot to foot and the ocean is immeasurable without any shore secure in a shell of wood I am wonderfully free I love no one and nothing
“Strangers” - Portishead
I saw the light...
“I’m not as sad as Dostoyevsky, I’m not as clever as Mark Twain, I’ll only buy a book for the way it looks, And then I stick it on the shelf again.” Rest in peace to the strangest man I’ve known…
Kissing and running, kissing and running away.
“I Believe” - Simian Mobile Disco
I was listening to the rain, I was hearing something else.
“How profound you are,” he scoffed. I knew where this was going so I kept my mouth shut. He had given me a ruby pendant. We were both silent as he handed me the black box. “You do realize you have just exposed your entire being to me with this exchange,” I joked. When he looked up, his eyes shone with tears. I smiled. Months later, I lost the ruby necklace in the sea....
“Cheree” - Suicide This song may be...
Herr God, Herr Lucifer, Beware. Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air. Excerpt from “Lady Lazarus” - Sylvia Plath