My grandmother, the ghost.
Nobody tells you that you’re going to vanish.
That old dude looked pretty swell in his A’s t-shirt, like he belonged to something bigger than himself.
Words are the currency of pretty much everything we do. Even our currency has words on it, for crying out loud.
I won’t let my plum tree go without a fight.
Elvis Costello doing an Animals classic, am I right?
Here’s a playlist I’ve always wanted to make.
We all come up empty now and then.
The photo above was taken by grandfather during World War II. If not for the fact
It’s true: Some of us want nothing more from our government than to be left alone.