’63 Chevy Impala
I had a brother once.
On the morning of my thirtieth birthday
I looked in the mirror and saw his face
on my face.
That was a first.
He chose to die six days later
halfway across the country
’63 Chevy Impala
I had a brother once.
On the morning of my thirtieth birthday
I looked in the mirror and saw his face
on my face.
That was a first.
He chose to die six days later
halfway across the country
