At Santa Maria dell’Orazione e Mort a skeleton delivers a message to the living on the street from the dead inside the crypt:

“Hodie mihi. Cras tibi.” (Today me. Tomorrow you.)

It shrugs. The skeletons are eager to remind you that the bones holding you up will be all that’s left some day.

At Gesù e Maria, one appears frozen in the middle of a solo danse macabre, flailing so wildly it seems to be coming apart.

It’s this kinetic quality that’s so arresting; life bursts supernaturally from these dark corners devoted to death.

I am torn whether to classify this as necromancy or Talmudic golem creation.

Decisions, decisions.

Via Slate for the full article and a lot more imagery.