Out of the ground they come, the earth retching them up, sicking them up. It started only a few days ago, in the middle of an otherwise calm morning. When I saw it happen, in my head I heard the phrase “upside down and backwards Sigur Ros song” and it made me laugh so loud that one turned in my direction and started for me.
I’m not sure if graveyards everywhere are having this problem, all I know is my backyard is torn the fuck up, and only a handful of them have come back so far.
I buried the rest a whole lot deeper though, so maybe it’ll take longer.