I have been asked to leave the cemetery because the crows don’t like the looks of me.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery because General K—’s mausoleum is turning out to be bigger than originally planned. Much bigger.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery because I’m really bad at mourning.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery because one of the gravediggers thought I was a pervert browsing for perversions. I thought that by telling him about my actual deviances I could rectify the situation.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery because I don’t know the difference between millions of details and silenced affection.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery because the conspirators would like some privacy. Thank you.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery for taunting the ghosts.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery for playing marbles with the stones left atop Dr. A—’s headstone. Demonstrating that a stone makes a horrible marble doesn’t get you anywhere.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery because I’m not dead enough. They promised they will tell me when I’m ready.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery because evidently, according to certain people, I look better on the other side of the fence.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery because I can’t do justice to old spirituals.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery but I’m having trouble finding the exit. None of the hearses will stop for a hitchhiker, it would seem.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery by Rep. Samuel Dickstein.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery for noticing how softly the night descends, and how bright the constellations burn.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery because I could not find my place in the procession. Everyone marches. No one is allowed to watch.

I have been asked to leave the cemetery until the siege is finally over.