$500,000 PolicyAaron Anstett
Spend every cent on my final expenses: fireworks and rock bands, one fur-lined coffin for each card in my wallet, truckloads of snacks: nacho chips and Chuckles, your Ring Dings and Corn Nuts. Tattoo labels on my eyelids, one per: Never Better or Miss You. Outline the skeleton along my skin with black-light ink, Latin names in cursive script. Finance a student film of my libretto, contralto, from beyond the grave, beyond the range of human hearing, twenty-four hours of “Race car, race car, race car” backwards fast. Fly a TV-special magician and whatever assistants right here. Hire them at any cost to cut me in half for real and make those pieces disappear.
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