In Loving MemoryCraig Kirchner
11/7/61 5/14/04 of our aunt Lisa Pizarro she’d be 43 - is now filling the rear window of a champagne Stratus, with an outlined bullfrog between the dates – a goitered double-chin neck representing her time here. We love you as much as this Dodge! darting rather recklessly in and out of traffic- cut me off- is why I noticed at all. six inches of snow to be scraped off, then that 110 degrees in August. a gas-guzzling monument – I want mine on no less than a Lincoln and with a Leprechaun. We’re selling the car, does the decal come off? another quick switch of lanes, and I get this vision of trunk and bumper mangled and rusted, rear-ended by someone else’s niece, by another tribute with a flag perhaps. We miss you when we adjust the mirror. the metal now crackled, twisted and folded, acres of wreckage and black grease undercoat surrounding Lisa Pizarro. the words frosted amid broken glass, resting, still, reflecting the crisp winter sun, a bullfrog on an iceberg waiting for a dirge.
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