DARREN by Louise Robertson
If you ' re going to haunt something , make it not Facebook . Hum . Garden . Waft above beds . Lean on things . Facebook is so crowded . Ann Marie who killed herself . Jack of cancer . Gina now hangs out with that smile in profile pictures and backgrounds . Pick a well . Stand by the well with your transparent body . Hoot . Warn them of the hole in the ground . Be a throat to hell . Bloat . Hover . Spin . When you ' re alive , it ' s easy to have a smell , to glisten and stink and post online what you had for dinner . But you ' re in the afterlife , Darren , if the screen goes dim , turns gray , if the monitor pops and fizzles , they will say virus , malware . Let us remember you IRL , like an ear hole or hair or open mouth .
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