Tori’s Writing Hole

on my side table. He’s surrounded by metal, ensconced in a faux wood grain cardboard box and he’s haunting me.

He doesn’t eat much, though he’s not asked for anything either, and I keep imagining that he’s going to jump out at me. This is not the first dead guy I’ve been in possession of, but hey. This one’s been here longer than the other temp dead guy.

He needs a home. Any takers? I mean, he’s a quiet dude, though this seems to be a recent development.

Fun fact: did you know they’re called cremains?

Tags: dead, ashes, dude