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 Bali, Indonesia, July, 1995
Exhumation / Inhalation We stand in the bone yard a? atch them di? their a? ? . The men ta? ? digging. Some d? because it's their ? her,? her or mother do? here. Some d? ? the coi? hey find in eye sockets ? he dead. Wh? ? ? ded ? se is un? hed, a f? y of yelling starts ? is intended to ward off the evi? ? s. Then ? its are ? ed on th? trifying? pse to deodorize it. The men wa? he flesh off the half-de? osed? ? . The kids ? an ice crea? ? ? endo? the gra? ide.? ? he c? ? ? hed it i? d in cloth and broug? o th? nera? re. Twenty-six papier-mache bulls a? aiti? o be? ablaze.? imiles of well-e? ed b? ? e been c? ? ed f? he dead men, who will ma? p in the? erlife f? hat ? ? ? e missed in their sex life. Women get a? rese? ion of a? , comple? ith a me? ? ly embro? ? oni.D> | |
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? cremations in Bali ? e days a? urel? mbolic. But ? ? nera? ? eal ? ses, and fla? ? ers are need? o incinerate the decomposing? erial. A mourner cl? up a pa? ree ? to ? nera? re, stringing a gasoline-filled oil drum to ? el line leading ? he kindling. Twenty-six oil drum? ng five meters above the blaze ... Seemed like a good ti? o go? ch lunch. When ? ? n wi? ake-out from? i Ca? , th? res are ? ing. Men stand around smoking clove ciga? es a? oking th? rning logs, or moving an arm? o the infern? ng a head on? he e? s. The smok? thick. It f? ? lungs, ? orin? ? nch. When we? urn to o? ? op home, we wash the smoky film of dead fluids from our bodies.We all go to sleep in the same bed, huddl? ? her to feel each oth? ? m flesh and ? ing ? ts. YOU WANT TO KNOW HOW LONG THEY LEAVE THEM IN THE GROUND BEFORE THEY DIG EM UP < here > | < 00 > | || paradise | |
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