Driving a hearse and singing “Another One Bites the Dust”, Vivian turns onto the country road, accelerates. She’s late and preoccupied with life, as a plume of dry earth trails behind.
At least she knows not to hum the refrain in front of the family at the grave this time.
Lauren is an Assistant Professor of Mortuary Science. She enjoys writing poetry that leans into short fictional fragments.
Thanks for the laugh this morning! Thoughtful balance between irreverent (song choice) and haunting (“As a plume of dry earth trails behind…”).
That made me laugh.
Made me 😆. 🖤 it.
Poetic!