When you write weird stories and have a collection of shrunken heads ( and for the 50 billion-th time YES THEY ARE FAKE! ) people send you weird news stories and ask you what you think of them.
You know that look your parents had on their face the first time they had to try and explain what made boys and girls different from each other? That’s the look people have on their faces when they ask me about the severed human feet encased in running shoes that have been washing up in Vancouver BC.
Okay.
I’m macabre- it’s who I am and what I write about but I am not without empathy and I’m very aware of the fact that those feet were attached to someones son or daughter, wife or husband.
So I would never walk up to someone like ME and ask a question like that.
Because, you know- I have respect for the dead.
As to the living- well, if someone asks me about body parts washing up on a beach I know darn well they’re not looking for solace so I say,
” I think that the rabbits are sending us a message. “
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Fish wrapped up in an article of clothing of the person who has been hit, whacked, killed, was then wrapped in newspaper and delivered to the capos, signifying that the member was dead, and at the bottom of the sea. Its a Sicilian Message – He sleep with the fishes–from Godfather. |
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Irregular Bones 