"Our Dead Deserve Better": The Urban Death Project's Fundraiser Starts at a Gallop


Our decision as to how to dispose of our bodies when we no longer need them (or really, when we're kicked out of them) will always be informed by our earthly hangups. Buried—to claustrophobic. Cremated—burned until your eyeballs boil. Fuck.

Since I don't currently have a fear of hundreds of rat babies being born inside me, the compost pile doesn't seem like the worst idea.