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AS HE TALKED I WATCHED HIS BLACK MOUSTACHE, AND THE FLAP OF LOOSE SKIN ROTTING OFF HIS CHEEK
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Janaka Stucky
Janaka Stucky currently lives in Boston, where he spends his life traveling, writing, and caring for the dead. His poems have been published in a variety of journals including North American Review, Frogpond, Elixir and VOLT. In 2004, Janaka founded Black Ocean, a publishing and production company based out Boston, New York and Chicago. He likes his whiskey neat and his music dirty.
 
By Janaka Stucky
Published on 11/14/2006
 
            In the funeral business we have
            invented a pair of microchips that bring
            the dead back to life.
            One is inserted in the small of the back.
            The other goes over the sternum.
            Although the body still decays

            In the funeral business we have
            invented a pair of microchips that bring
            the dead back to life.
            One is inserted in the small of the back.
            The other goes over the sternum.
            Although the body still decays
            these chips slow the process so
            recipients can live ten years after death.
            All these zombies work for us. That way they keep
            the secret safe—for the sake of the biz.
            They are smart and productive
            and lead normal lives. I asked one

            what he did
            with his time.

            He showed me a photo album
            of some intimate parties
            and pictures of him

            eating ice cream with his wife

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