bones
Bones as a metaphor convey our mortality and yet suggest permanence: flesh decays, bones fossilize.

The bones I own:
- the ones in my body - toothwise, they’re not doing so hot.
- a cow skull from Ebay
- a blesbok skull purchased from Paxton Gate
- a…. another cow skull? well, a skull of unknown origin
- some beautiful big boy vertebrae, truly the most aesthetic of bones
I don’t think I want to own human bones. It’d be too strange to have a stranger’s bones, and I can’t imagine any of my acquaintances will be offering theirs up.

wiki:
A tzompantli (Nahuatl pronunciation: [t͡somˈpant͡ɬi]) or skull rack is a type of wooden rack or palisade documented in several Mesoamerican civilizations, which was used for the public display of human skulls, typically those of war captives or other sacrificial victims.