grandpa
To hold space for the stranger I’ll never see again
you never really know anyone
larry
1993 ford ranger
How do you get to know someone you’ll never talk to again?
Capacities
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
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
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
aftersun