by Christian Smith
What if the dead don’t go willingly? What if our eulogies only mock them? What if they step into darkness instead of light? What if the soul is not a soaring bird but a shriveled worm entombed within the decaying flesh? What if they fear the coffin nail and the falling clods of earth? What if they’re screaming inside?
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Christian Smith is a stay-at-home Dad somewhere in the desert Southwest. He has flashed at Flash Forward, Flashing in the Gutters and in several local parks. He also writes longer things but no one has read them yet.