Travelers (Tricycle, Gulf Coast)

Her grandmother’s funeral has caught her unawares, the body laid out in the altar room, butter lamps and incense burning, bringing home for the first time the inevitability—and finality—of death. Her husband doesn’t understand because no one he’s close to has died. She has tried to explain to him, but it’s like trying to explain what it feels like to make love…

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