POOF

By Sandy Gringas

My mother wants her head to be frozen
after she dies. I’m against it, but
there’s no talking to her. She has a brochure.

On the cover, there’s a picture
of a white building with no windows.
I tell her, I go, “I’m never gonna visit you there.”

She says, “Fine, fine,” the way she does.
She reads me the whole brochure.
She’ll be maintained at something-something degrees

until they come up with the technology to defrost
her. The, she says, “POOF. It’ll be like
being microwaved.” I go, “Think about

what happens to popcorn.” She keeps on reading
about how they’ll just fiddle around with her DNA,
and she’ll grow a whole new body. I don’t get that part.

I go, “What if they can’t grow you a body,
and you’re stuck being an alive head forever.”
She says, “Then you’ll have to carry me around.”

I knew it. I knew it.


Sandy Gringas is the author and illustrator of twenty-four gift books. She designs gifts and stationary products for several companies and owns two retail stores. She lives with her husband and her golden retriever on an island six miles out to sea off the coats of New Jersey. She won the Debut Dagger award for a mystery she wrote in 2012. You can visit her website at: sandygingras.com

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