COUPLING
Over My Dead Body
The vows are clear: "till death do us part." But then what?
 (Illustration Kim Rosen) |
M y husband wants my body. He wants it bad, and he wants it intact. He and I are lounging on our laundry-strewn bed, during the lull between the kids' bedtime and ours. I have no desire to get jiggy amid a pile of dirty socks, but I am feeling especially fond of my husband tonight. "We have to die ... (Full article: 743 words)
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