Personal: Birthday Burial

Content: Blood, Mummification, Death

When you contemplate death what do you imagine? Ultimately this is the question posed to me as I approached Mommy’s house. For epics you lay down your arms; for tragedies a bittersweet goodbye. I knew my alms for passage would be pain and blood.

Mommy may yearn for blood but it doesn’t outshine the desire to rock you into a lullaby.

First, as always, we m…