Days after Sylvia Plath’s suicide, friend and fellow poet, Anne Sexton, wrote “Sylvia’s Death” addressing their shared struggles with depression and yearning for death. Anne Sexton would die by suicide herself 11 years later. Quoting the poem:
“Thief --
how did you crawl into,
crawl down alone
into the death I wanted so badly and for so long,
the death we said we both outgrew,
the one we wore on our skinny breasts,
the one we talked of so often each time
we downed three extra dry martinis in Boston,
the death that talked of analysts and cures,
the death that talked like brides with plots,
the death we drank to,
the motives and the quiet deed?”