Becoming: Bigotry absorbed
Dad pulled up and, looking at us, rolled down the window. Not saying anything, he nodded and pulled away, cranking... View Article
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Dad pulled up and, looking at us, rolled down the window. Not saying anything, he nodded and pulled away, cranking... View Article
“Your father died. Can you come help?” Shaking off sleep, I noticed it was raining. Raining hard. Her voice was... View Article
Many of the older men were missing one or more fingers. That was one of the first things I noticed... View Article
“You must have separated from your parents when you were five or six.” I looked at Tom, pondering the thought.... View Article
“What can you tell me about your relationship with your family?” Strange is the first word that comes to mind.... View Article
It’s Thursday, I’m sixteen. Schools out, and I’m pounding down the hall at speed –– hoping I don’t get nailed... View Article
My mother’s thoughts and feelings from the past. The covers are leather. Dark red leather. Green leather. Occasionally, pink leather.... View Article
I’m in the process of writing a memoir. This piece is from that effort. I’m posting it now because the... View Article