grandpa
To hold space for the stranger I’ll never see again
you never really know anyone
larry
aftersun
How do you get to know someone you’ll never talk to again?
Capacities
it helps, i think, to notice how often we are grieving things that did not look like funerals.
the taboo we don’t talk about: death and grief
It’s more of a blue-green. Single cab. Three seats. Manual transmission. The fuel gauge doesn’t work. You have to use the trip odometer, reset it every 200 miles, just in case. 43,628 miles on the vehicle when I got it. The truck is nearly 30 years old. That’s 30 years of history. It sat in my grandpa’s garage before it came to me. 20 years. I... See more
Capacities
My grandpa’s truck
FOR THE DAYS I STOP WANTING A BODY - Andrea Gibson
Imagine when a human dies the soul misses the body
Actually grieves the loss of its hands
And all they could hold
Misses the throat closing shy
Reading out loud on the first day of school
Imagine the soul misses the stubbed toe
The loose tooth
The funny bone
The soul still asks
“Why does the funny bone do
So when I die, which I must do
Could it shine down here with you?
Could it shine down here with you?
Genius
mitski - my love mine all mine