Dense Matter

You are told we don’t want your ghosts, not your yokai or llorona or skinwalkers, whatever you people believe in. You don’t “believe” in their gossamer-thin Victorian ghosts, but you see them clouding heads, clutching hands and hearts of your neighbors, who say their ghosts feel like home, familia(r). 

But your ghosts? They are foreign, strange, and will not trump this land where fear already runs rampant. So take up ours (while carrying the burden of your own)!  

 Their ghosts seem to weigh nothing, like the dust on history books. 

 But they weigh a whole lot more than you think.