Tag Archives: William Lemon

Linus died on Black Friday, head crushed while reaching for a Nintendo Switch. After death, his soul did not descend to Hell, nor did he learn to play the harp. It wandered Walmart waiting for the next life to appear. … Continue reading →

The actress who played my wife couldn’t get the emotion quite right. When it came time for her to die, she’d always overact, especially if there was someone important at the performance. Tonight was no different. She sobbed between dying … Continue reading →

Grandmama appeared three weeks after she died. The night was almost over, a little before three, between games of Halo 4. I didn’t acknowledge her at first, certain she’d disappear once the pot brownie wore off. But I wasn’t that … Continue reading →