Pardon me
if I seem
too morbid,
but it's my own
memento mori.
Sometimes I
tend the dead;
other times I
whistle past
the cemetery.
Amanda M. Blake tackles the morbid and macabre in this poetry collection about death and dying and what might come before, during, or after. Whether humorous or disturbing, natural or supernatural, Dead Ends promises a varied tasting plate of a subject most people find distasteful or uncomfortable, but which we all must confront...eventually.
