Content note: Murder.
Don’t ask me how long it’s been since I saw myself die. I can’t remember (p. 262).
What a wonderful opening line — and what an interesting little story on the experience of being a ghost. Thorn’s recounting of the phenomenology of being a ghost I found more compelling than when the narrator (his name is never known) slipped into long monologues about the phenomenology — those tended to bog down a bit. But this story had none of the banality that so many other stories in the anthology did, and all of the beautiful turns of phrases. It was a good story to end the collection on.
(Originally published in Straylight Literary Arts Magazine 2016).