Zombie literature

[Leanne]

Now Mercedes has got me thinking about Cathy and Heathcliff joined in eternal skin-sloughing, brain-eating bliss, I feel it may be time to issue a challenge to other star-crossed loverzzz to see how they'd live -- or at least un-die -- through the inevitable Apocalypse.

Mayhap an opportunity for NaPoMo challenges, or otherwise simply speculation. Would love eternal endure once risen from the grave? (NB: 50 Shades of Grey doesn't count as literature, since those characters are zombies from the get-go.)

[rayheinrich]

Brain Dead and hitching a ride south.

[just mercedes]

Would Romeo and Juliette still be together? After 400 years?

[Leanne]

I confess, Romeo and Juliet were my first consideration. I doubt they'd be together after puberty ran its course, let alone eternity. They'd be eating each other, and not in the good way.

[just mercedes]

Othello and Desdemona! I can see them as zombies. He kills her then she kills him and they stumble through the world spreading ruin and disaster.

[billy]

bonnie and clyde would be perfect candidates. i think any poem about them would have to be the rat-a-tat-tat kind though

[Brownlie]

Due to the theatrical conventions of Shakespeare, I think Othello and Desdemona may go something like the dialogue below (though I think the racial message in Othello is somewhat equivocal, and this suggests otherwise) I think I would have to appeal to the Chappelle show to get away with this.

Desdemona:

Othello, dear, your paint has fallen off
Are you still mad about the handkerchief?

Othello:

Oh satin pearl of my dislodged eye
as I was not a sun-burnt blackamoor
I see you were a little drummer boy.
Oh fate, the epilepsy has come back
A boy a boy and me! a white guy.
My hip-hop CDs must be thrown away.
and I will only know Michael Buble'.

Clown:

Oh, artifice doth fade like morning light,
and in-laid passions of one solid stroke
are nothing but the grease about our skin.
When Gin and Juice is bartered for 
his Jingle Bells, the very gods do weep.