For the Living
Death is brought to stunning life in ‘The Lady in White’ and ‘Death Smile’, both by David Clink.
Enjoy the opening lines, excerpted here from Issue 2, Spring 2014, on sale now until August 31st.
The Lady in White
The lady in white has twigs in her hair and backwards feet, and you want to comfort her. She is out of place, like a silent movie star whose touch will turn you into century-old film, whose touch will make you want to marry her. And you imagine all your deceased relatives at the wedding, embalming fluid running down their cheeks. She is crying beside a tree late at night. …
Death Smile
There is something they aren’t telling you:
when we die, our lips form a smile.
The undertakers, with their supple, gloved hands,
work the muscles in our faces to make them blank:
it would be unbecoming for a corpse to smile. …
Read on, in your copy of Issue 2, Spring 2014, ON SALE now until August 31st!
David Clink has four collections of poetry including The Role of Lightning in Evolution from Chizine Publications. He hosts and organizes the annual Dead Poets Society Night in Toronto. His poem ‘A sea monster tells his story’ won the Aurora Award for Best Poem/Song in 2013. And his poem ‘Birdhouse’ appeared in Pulp Literature Issue 14, Spring 2017.
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