They put a grave in their backyard.
Actually, it was a fountain that
for years didn’t work very well,
so they dug and drained and hoisted
heavy stuff out of the ground
and removed the thick rubberized
liner leaving a pretty big hole in
the ground and a big, old, sharp
piece of lava rock with a hole
running through it that served as
the fountain and about ten
thousand small smooth Spanish
rocks. After what seemed like
fifteen million wheelbarrows full
of dirty sand from around the
pine grove later, the hole was
filled, the lava rock placed like
a head stone and all the Spanish
rocks piled up in front like a
burial mound. An inscription
hangs on the once lava fountain,
“We just wanted you to know
where the body is.”