on missing flights and missing organs

on life's unsanitized endings

How do you imagine your death?

Dear reader, so many folks I’ve spoken to have fantasies of either dying in their sleep or in a room filled with white light and surrounded by their families.

Contrast that with how you typically experience death in your day to day life.

You don’t? What do you mean ‘I don’t experience death in my day to day life’.

This for humans is an odd and relatively recent experience only occurring in the last hundred or so years when most of us moved from farms to cities and lost our relationships with the animals we eat.

But still, death is all around you.

It lurks in the shadows and black boxes placed by Rentokil and contain nerve agents, warfarin or sticky paper - all designed to keep you safe from the many rodent born illnesses that plague humanity.

You smell the stench of animal fat rising from the seemingly limitless fast food restaurants that you pass every day.

And if you do any amount of driving, highways are littered with crows, fucking no good fucking happy the…