I went to a funeral on Friday the 13th. It was the official end of Velvet Q, a local band we’ve loved and seen so many times over the years; this is Mallory writing the final set lists. I have two of those from concerts past. I didn’t take one of these.
“While there are people still to miss me—
I’m trying to die / I’m trying to say goodbye.”
How much grieving is too much grieving?
When are you allowed to become angry again?
How does that song go again?
Ah, yes. “I am a rock-bottom riser. And I owe it all to you.”