The tombstone of Emmett Richards has a huge cartoonish mouth. Its stony lips move when it detects an audience, and it gives a play-by-play of the action beneath ...
"Oh the agony, buried and forgotten, muscles taut, torn, defiled. And the burrowing -- constant burrowing -- flesh gone back to mother Earth to nourish her worms, her soil. My bones feel the stewy coffin air, sensitive as hell, stinging with every insect footfall. Blazing white jarring pain! I want to wipe them off, have another chance at life, but my arms are useless sticks ..."
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"Oh the agony, buried and forgotten, muscles taut, torn, defiled. And the burrowing -- constant burrowing -- flesh gone back to mother Earth to nourish her worms, her soil. My bones feel the stewy coffin air, sensitive as hell, stinging with every insect footfall. Blazing white jarring pain! I want to wipe them off, have another chance at life, but my arms are useless sticks ..."
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