“For the dead don’t change or grow. They’re just echoes of the stories of their own lives sung back in the wrong order: arsewards. They’re the pattern on closed eyelids after you turn away from a bright object. They are twice-exposed film. They’re not really there, so cause and effect means nothing to them.”

“For the dead don’t change or grow. They’re just echoes of the stories of their own lives sung back in the wrong order: arsewards. They’re the pattern on closed eyelids after you turn away from a bright object. They are twice-exposed film. They’re not really there, so cause and effect means nothing to them.”

— Jess Kidd