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His casket is a large silver steel box,simple and sleek, secure as a submarine,strong enough to not be dented if dropped.It sits atop a huge wooden platform as the mourners file in–the long-retiredmilkman, the older and younger postmen,the cop who still walks the proverbialbeat.… Continue Reading “The Dog Catcher’s Funeral by James Wackett”
During the day they shoutthrough a secret language:they bleat and squeal through fourwheels, announcing intentions,ripping metal from metalwhen impatient or careless.Even when still, they still talkinto their own hands and ears,whispering secrets to themselves–what they see, what they hear. But when the sun turns… Continue Reading “The Ways of a People – by James Wackett”