SKELETON EARRINGS

Meredith said, she’s too old to wear those, too close to the real thing. I own a silver and white pair and the silver skeletons seem fun, they’re bionic like Wolverine, glitzing like disco balls, iridescent like glitter. They are how we want to see our skeletons, having a good time in the underworld, because the white are the color of bone stripped clean by maggots after years and years the body couldn’t count, cold and dark in the wooden casket which was once cramped with flesh and worms who have now made their way out of such a lonely place, the bones lying futile, the metacarpals wishing to tug the sleeve over their knuckles as the soil gets damp and cold this lowly in the earth. The white skeletons are not sparkly, not fun, not placed into the body of super-men, just trying to stay warm in man.