The sound I most associate with death is silence. Not just the obvious one, in that the dearly departed will never speak, never yell, never cry, never laugh again.

Smaller silences, like post-funeral, when the last guest is gone and all you’re left with are your thoughts and an inordinate amount of food shared by well-wishers. Or when weeks have passed and you go to call or text them about your day before you stop yourself because you can’t do that any more.

Even years later, it lingers in that awkward pause when you reveal someone close to you has passed away and the other person doesn’t quite know what to say in response.

Drums and bells, it…

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