Who knew there was a Sylvia Plath/Paul Westerberg connection?

Plath killed herself at age 30 due to a clinical mental breakdown, but the tragic-romantic snapshot for any sleep-deprived or penned-in young parent is the one of the ultimate freedom that came only when, as Westerberg sings, "While her babies slept, she took a long deep breath/...Now they're zipping her up in a bag/Can you hear the blacks crackle and drag?"

"Sorry Ma, forgot to take out the trash" indeed.

My favorite thing about Sylvia Plath is the Peter Laughner song about her, covered in the '80s by Death of Samantha. Can you sing along?