There’s a funeral all the time. You know what’s beautiful? Black umbrellas in the rain, like wet crows, and the words people find to say about the dead.34MAGFeb 15CommentShareShare I like funerals, don’t you? she said. That’s where I can run into people and see old friends, and meet others. NO LOVIN’ FEELIN’ BY IVANOV REYEZ 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 53This post is for paying subscribersSubscribeAlready a paying subscriber? Sign in
