It seemed like a bad joke, at first, when Ronald Reagan rose from the dead; but after considering the alternatives, I went ahead and voted for him. No one knows why he was the first: the lightest sleeper, if you will. It was a great novelty in those early years when they would turn up sporadically, digging the dirt out of their ears. A real lifeline for a declining porn industry, for one thing. But that was before we realised how much their time in the dark had changed them. And now the graveyards are emptying, and they keep coming.
Steven lives in Perth, Western Australia, where he buys too many books, provides domestic services to two cats, and occasionally writes.
This story was shortlisted in the May 24 Monthly Micro Competition