Once You're DeadI came in without knocking. I noticed your ugly new curtains and the body sprawled across your living room floor. In that order. Although it mightve been the medication I stole from the cabinet behind the mirror in your bathroom, I swear I saw stars.Once You're Dead7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I edged my way around the body, trying hard not to notice the hair color or the gender or anything that would remind me of myself. The pictures that graced the hallways with their see-through smiles mocked me as I made my way to your kitchen. My shoes click click clicked on the hardwood floor like the way you used to grind your teeth when we slept.
Remember when we built our god out of lottery tickets and cheap liquor and those silk flowers that people put on graves because they never die? Or when I first noticed the absence of imagination in the room and you told me, Imagination is hard once youre dead. Im sure that any non breathing thing would agree.
I regret nothing except for the moment I first laid eyes