It’s in the new black sign arching over the entrance that says, ‘Never stop dreaming.’ A harmless cliché, but once you know the history of the place, it reads like a memo to the bodies once buried below. Never stop dreaming. Please, don’t let anyone disturb you from your eternal sleep.
For Hazlitt, Elizabeth Harper takes us through a history of gorgeous, immortalized dead bodies to show how women in literature are objectified and romanced even after they’re six feet under.
