THREE DAYS AFTER HE WAS MURDERED, RICHARD PRATT BEGAN TO FEEL MUCH BETTER...
A seemingly random act of violence propels Professor Richard Pratt into The Hereafter. It is a strange, muted, netherworld of the dead-a world in which he is forced to bear...
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Though I gave no sign, I was certain that day that something ominous was approaching.
It was as if my blood and flesh were not my own, or that they might just forget their tasks.
I fondled this fluttering feeling all day, alternately thrilled and terrified.
Wondering what lay beyond this new door, so tantalizingly ajar.
I never told you that I might abandon my skin.
Or that our hearts might lose the thread
of our never ending conversation.
—Excerpt from "June 2" by Keith Woo, as it appears in "The Heavy Work of Vanishing: The Collected Poetry of Keith Woo," edited by Pi'ilani Kilani, page 185.
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