For Anna (Murder, She Called It)


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For Anna (previously titled Murder She Called It) is an immersive sound sculpture, born from a deeply personal journey through therapy. Inspired by a breakthrough session with my therapist, Anna, this piece explores what it means to confront oneself in the void, where guilt and forgiveness battle in silence.

This soundscape captures the raw tension of self-reconciliation. Ethereal vocals, haunting drones, and fragmented textures echo the themes of violence, vulnerability, and the cold, honest work of inner survival. As each layer unfolds, it draws the listener closer to that critical moment of confrontation—the meeting with the self, in all its complexity.

Dedicated to Anna, who guided me to face these emotions head-on, For Anna is an exploration of what it means to survive one’s inner turmoil and begin the process of self-forgiveness.

Thank you for listening, and I invite you to reflect on your own journey within.

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Bereavement (I suppose)

I approach stunned, bewildered

A minesweeper’s brute concentration
Focused on the next step

Stepping aside ghosts

Step aside, make room,
Make room


It’s a throng now
Like, officially,

Like, at that point
Where you’d feel cursed
If you didn’t know better


I mourn the death of a friend,
And I feel guilty for forgetting,
However briefly, the old dead.


I thought I was coping just fine with yet another death.
Whatever, done this before, no problem, right?

But, maybe not.
I don’t know if I’m doing this right.

I don’t know if I’m using it as an excuse to write poetry

Or exploiting it to reach out

I’m emotionless
Calm and something else.
Some other feeling


I take these as common signs of bereavement.