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The first suicide occurred in the shade of the magnolias. They were white and deepening pink, the tree devoid of leaves each shaped like a medieval torture device called The Pear, at its fullest extension. He slashed his throat.
The second suicide occurred at the side of the passionflower vines. They were a bright and vivid red in the autumn, their leaves like ruby stars, hanging over the edge of a garden fence. She stepped in front of a train.
The third suicide occurred between two cypress trees. They were a green so dark it was almost black, like two fingers pointing into the dawn, casting only a blur for a shadow on the grey lawns of morning. He drank bleach.
The fourth suicide occurred above the sun-bleached lichens. They were orange and grey and looked like islands floating in a stone sea, each edge fractally infinite. She hanged herself.
The fifth suicide occurred amid the roses. They were pink, and red, and white, and orange, and yellow, and they spread like a thousand rising suns belching perfume into the sky. He shot himself.
The six, seventh, and eighth suicides occurred within the reeds. They were tall and dull green, sharp-edged blades spotted with fat cigars of bull rushes. She tied her foot to a weight; he filled his pockets with rocks; she took a sleeping pill and slipped into the water: they drowned.
The ninth suicide occurred on the heather. It was grey and purple and stood like the fur on a frightened dog, lay like mist on the moors. He set himself on fire.