Poem – Martha and Mel Wait for the Elevator (By Donal Mahoney)

I died from a rattlesnake bite and found myself in line with other zombies in front of a bank  of elevators, the doors opening  and closing as if by metronome.   Every time a door opened a voice called the names of 12 zombies who boarded the elevator single file. As the doors closed, Led Zeppelin  or Bing Crosby played in the background depending on whether the […]

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