Images and Words From the Ghosts Zine.
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Roughly in order.
 
 
 
 
 

Miss Williams' house 
originally provided for the zine by Cindy. 
 
 

 My beloved, 
were I allowed 
to kiss your eyes 
as sweet as honey 
on & on, three 
thousand kisses 
would not seem  
too much for me, 
as many ripe harvest ears 
of sheaves of corn  
would still not be 
too much of kissing you for me. 

- Catullus. 

Created for the zine in both English and Swedish by Maria J

  

 
 
 

A Poem  

By Catherine 
Osborne 
 
 

 
 

Suggested by Gail. 
 

  
 
 

By Katy 
 

  

 
 

 
 

 

By Boa 
 
 

  
 
 

Pictures from UVA, suggested by Cindy. 
 

  

 

Take a virtual tour of UVA. 
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(Did we need a reason?) 

Suggested by Gail. 
 

  
 
 
 

‘Cause I am barely breathing 
 And I can’t find the air 
 I don’t know who I’m kidding 
 Imagining you care 
 And I could stand here waiting 
 A fool for another day 
 But I don’t suppose it’s worth the price, worth the price 
 The price that I would pay 
 But I’m thinking it over anyway... 

Created in the zine by Mick: 
Full lyrics 
 
 
 
Death
Brushed past me,
Quietly.
I felt his touch,
Like eyelashes
Against my cheek,
Soft
And gentle
Reminders
That something had been.
There.
I frowned,
And gazing thoughtfully
Into the coll air
Of his passage,
Wondered
That ever
I had feared him.
-Richard Shewmaker
 
Created in the zine 
by Carla P 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 

  
 
 
 

Perfect  

by Sarah

  
 
 

...Unquenchable 
Unspoken 
Driving me, compelling me... 

 
 Haunted  

by KMS
 
 

 

(Definately not as it appeared in the zine, still hope to scan this one in) 

The other side of Night 
by Carla 
 
 
 
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