Who Makes Love to Us After We Die

I turn on the radio and hear voices, girls becoming women after tragedy. Talk about dreams! His heart was covered in a thin shell the color of moon and when touched, I grew old. The best movies have a philosophy (Dorothy, after being subjected to girl-on-girl violence, is rescued). Someone hanged himself on that set, a man who loved but couldn’t have a certain woman. Management claimed it was a bird. The best movies begin with an encounter and end with someone setting someone free. In Coppola’s Dracula the camera chases women across a garden until they kiss. The man I loved, after many years, asked me to choke him in bed; later, cleaning a kitchen cabinet, I found a recipe he’d carved into the wood, and I had a hard time believing him.