R.I.P.: Baby Bird
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...moreBeing reminded of your mortality on a constant basis makes your life so much better.
...more[W]hat could possibly be more cleansing than accepting that death is an unremarkable part of life?
...moreDeath stigmatizes a property. I also believe that it stigmatizes a person.
...moreInstead of mourning in solitude, let us sob together. Let us soak communally in our fear. Let us hyperventilate, our breasts heaving in unison.
...moreNearly a decade ago, on what was then my first and only day in Paris, I saw a dead person for the first time.
...moreI would really like to see a coming back or recreation of funeral rites. Let’s create new ones. Let’s take this matter into our own hands.
...moreAs far as the market right now, this is the moment to own it on caskets because we have the baby boomer generation coming up, and they’re doubling the number of deaths that are happening.
...moreThis wasn’t my first attempt to commune with the dead.
...moreI wanted to write about death to get closer to it, to face it clear-eyed. Now I had the opportunity.
...moreWhat strikes me is not the necrophilia or the fetal pigs or the spoon designed for scooping out human brain matter, but rather the mundane.
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