Making Sense of Suicide with Sylvia Plath
July 30, 2014 6:30 AM Subscribe
"So here’s what I wish for you, poet genius. Here’s what I wish for Henry, the friend I didn’t save. I wish that you were correct about the whirling blackness. That the oblivion was, in fact blissful. And that, in the dark space, your dried-up heart—withered from overuse—finally found the blood you were looking for."
[Trigger warning: suicide]
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