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