Anonymous Poet

Tribute to a Fallen Surfer

When I saw this picture in National Geographic my heart paused.

So sad and touching and beautiful all at the same time.

Smashed

For all those mornings you woke up and wondered how you got home.

Honest, engaging, and strangely familiar.

The story of a drunken girl.

By Koren Zalickas.

LOVE SONG

This song feels like it was written for me to hear in this moment.

Heath

A week ago, I refreshed the NY TIMES homepage that always lurks somewhere on my desktop.

I will never forget the feeling that came over me as I read that Heath Ledger was found naked and dead in a sea of pills.

It seemed like a few short months ago when my roomate Casey and I were mourning the break up of Heath and Michelle Williams. "How did I not know this happened? " I half whined/exclaimed as I read an article about how when celebrities move in and out of Brooklyn the tone of the community shifts. "They were so perfect together," I thought out loud.

The whole ordeal reminds me of this theory I have about beautiful people and tortured souls. But I digress....

He seemingly had it all. The budding career that led him to the gorgeous girl who gave him a beautiful daughter.

Just goes to show, things are rarely as they seem. A lot goes on behind the scenes. I look forward to seeing Heath as THE JOKER and mourn the loss of this talented young actor.