My mommas dead funeral song

A woman mourns the loss of her mother.

An older woman sits before a telephone in an empty house. Her daughters have flown the nest. As she prepares to phone them, their memory is brought back to life

Emmy is trying to live her best life… if her dead mother would JUST. STOP. TALKING. She’s dead but she’s still disappointed.

Mother sits and drinks on the deck of her shack. Her son has gone and he ain't coming back. Mother did you kill your son?

Mourning the death of his mother, a man is presented with a unique opportunity to talk to her again.

About the loss of a mother, with her unexpected exuberance, but who also cries Puccini melodies. A short poetic collage, as fleeting as the blink of an eye, where sounds and images are superimposed to evoke the at once peaceful and tormented memory of a mother.

This is the new choreography of devotion, via the vlog of southern nightmares. This is the light that never goes out. This is the line describing your mom.