Алиса Зиновьевна Розенбаум

Among expensive and elaborate gravestones and mausoleums in Kensico Cemetery, on a shy plot near the road on Cherokee avenue beneath the shade of a tree, stands a stubborn little stone in memory of the woman who’s life’s work still reaches new readers in the hundreds of thousands, beyond the amiss attempts at immortality by ways of postmortem conspicuous consumption.