I'm Not Dying with You Tonight

Even after the ringing stopped, the sound of the bell lingered in the indoor evening gloom like dust floating in the air.

I dropped that apple, and, lo, it was putrid and full of worms. Then he spoke the truth: we didn’t have death. We had dead people. We had casualties and we had victims. We had more or less innocent bystanders. We had body counts and sometimes even photos in the newspapers of body bags, though many felt it was wrong to show them. We had “unequal hea