I kept seeing the above image in my head and tried to find it online. Despite knowing it was likely one of Brooke Shaden’s, I couldn’t seem to find it until the other day. It must’ve been the luck of the new moon. Brooke Shaden is well-known in her field and has produced some of the most familiar surrealist photographs in the last decade.

Although there was probably some transference in play, I felt like I'd been thumped when I first saw this picture. This image is harsh on my emotions; does the addition of the title help to nail its impact? I've loved many songs that speak of the impending doom of separation. But, how often