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Dottie was sure, if she held up the snowglobe and aimed a squinchy eye, she could see Death within the house’s tiny little windows, fixing Br. Ezra a nice fluffy omelet.

    TAGS:  Death, snowglobes, squinting

No point :: OhNo789

I’ll never turn on the tv to see one of your infomercials again, oh Billy Mays, why did you have to go?

    TAGS:  Billy Mays, Death, infomercials

Marriage :: Br. Ezra

Diving headfirst into a sea of high viscosity it seemed improbable that I would reach the far shore before the perusing Leviathan dragged me to my death in the murky depths wrapped tightly in her unforgiving coils.

    TAGS:  marriage, drowning, Coils, Death, sea, Leviathan, matrimony

Whimpering :: Br. Ezra

The thin ghosts of the dead make hardly a whimper as they fail at what they couldn’t even accomplish in life.

    TAGS:  ghosts, Death, whimpering, The Dead

No Place Like Home :: Br. Ezra

Denver is grimy in March and the city, unsure of itself, is conflicted between the death of winter and the outbreak of spring, your eyes smarting from the air that is cubic volumes of dirt clumped rock salt and the tears of melted snowmen and dead men whose fingers are frozen stiff around gallons of rotgut… their bodies sleep unforgotten until rivers of melting run off launch the fleet of ferrymen through old canals where the cities Nuevo riche toast each other from balconies of turn of the century office buildings cum condominiums, each dead men winking at them from below as their slowly winding trip returns them their sodden necropolis.

    TAGS:  Death, Denver, rotgut, Necropolis, Nuevo Riche


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