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Dad-in-a-Bag

It seemed odd to Christy that there would be a place to pick up ashes in between a Marshalls and a Michaels, but she supposed that’s what you get for a whopping $675 bucks; it was the cheapest option she could find. She had tuition to pay, and burning a body hadn’t been in her budget for the semester.”

Sitters and Saints

It’s winter in Yonkers. My mother has taken me to visit a man who isn’t my father. He looks just like a Latino Freddie Mercury with his leather jacket and greased mustache.

Us versus Them, Them versus Us 

We might die without successfully changing
our names on a government database
but we know how to live, and we use our hands
like peeling rubber until nothing is left but smoke

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