Yes I try to kill myself in small amounts, an innocuous occupation. Actually I'm hung up on it.
Anne SextonSuicides have a special language. Like carpenters they want to know which tools. They never ask why build.
Anne SextonAnd if I tried to give you something else, something outside myself, you would not know that the worst of anyone can be, finally, an accident of hope
Anne SextonLove? Be it man. Be it woman. It must be a wave you want to glide in on, give your body to it, give your laugh to it, give, when the gravelly sand takes you, your tears to the land. To love another is something like prayer and can't be planned, you just fall into its arms because your belief undoes your disbelief.
Anne Sexton