The time my brother and his friend found the Muzak volume control knob at the little bank where he cashed his occasional paychecks. He was such a great writer. He dropped out of high school early and learned to write by reading. https://backfromheck.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-you-honestly-expected-me-to-narrate.html?m=1 …
-
Show this thread
-
I was a big sister for 49 years and two weeks. It was part of my identity. My brother died suddenly this week—a drug overdose—here in Minneapolis, where he’d recently returned.
#IYKYKpic.twitter.com/f2AdY0uSKF
59 replies 4 retweets 115 likesShow this thread
Loading seems to be taking a while.
Twitter may be over capacity or experiencing a momentary hiccup. Try again or visit Twitter Status for more information.




