How Death Fucks Up Life, Perfectly

When someone dies, even thousands of miles away, the news entombs the space you’re in until the closed buds begin to bloom again. It’s gratifying to behold the power of how words can shift the temperament with swift authority, as your stunned state tries to recall what the previous hours were like before the phone rang.

For my parents, it was the lazy thrust into the early part of the day, after I…