the one question I ask every family about music

the empty chair is coming back around

nobody stands in front of the church photo

the guy in the grass-stained khakis

someone left a name in my comments

The names you leave me.

i should be over this by now

Death-aware notes from a funeral director who writes pop songs and shows up anyway.

the song I almost didn't finish

I wrote it about the names that kept me here.

the short list that keeps you here

the people who are your reason. Tuesdays, 8pm ET.