Remember that time we buried someone in the neighbor’s garden? Their dogs barked all night, so it was an obvious location. We were surprised at how hard it was to dig six feet down. Strange bones and alien pottery were unearthed in our descent. And by the time we climbed out we were tired, dirty, done with ceremony. You pushed the corpse in with your foot. Once the soil was back, we put flower pots on top, then went home to bed. But the following morning the corpse was in pieces in the backyard, the neighbor’s dogs gnawing the bones.