The coffin fell apart.
There was the sound of decayed wood crumbling, and a cloud of smoke surged out, like water vapour from a hot steamer.

Yan Lianke / Carlos Rojas

A Dozen Nothing: Focus on Denis Mair

https://adozennothing.com/2016/09/01/denis-mair-september-2016/

Cold has pierced our hearts
We have made nature sympathize with us
We even spell out pity in trampled petals
The next step is keeping each other warm

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