The Mourners
Charles Lennox

He laughed, he laughed. The boy laughed till his head came clean off. The minister set a cloth over the uncoupled head and ended the service with a prayer. The mourners chanted Amen and rose and folded the white plastic chairs and then returned home where they exchanged their black jackets and black dresses for summer colors. They met later in a park and an uncle arrived with the boy's head tucked under his arm. Still laughing, the boy's head. The mourners kicked the head around for an hour, playing soccer, scoring goals.

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