Better Short Story Titles Than Yours

Today, in “Lines from Eulogies That Make One Curious to Learn More About the Deceased”:

…her finest and most famous short story, The Day I Sat On the Sun Deck with Jesus and a Wind Came Up and Blew My Kimono Open and He Saw My Breasts. In the past couple of days, since news began to circulate that Sawai had died Tuesday night of a heart attack in her Old Strathcona home, I have heard several people from across the country who never met her. They describe it as the best short story they have read.

RIP, Gloria Sawai.