The Calendar
When my grandmother died she stopped making sense. She refuses to remember she’s dead. She crashes family gatherings, pesters the […]
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Dream/Time
In the dream, I’m showing someone the grave where my father is buried. There, under the willow tree. I turn
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My People
Lately, every book I pick up is about someone talking about some loved one dead or dying— Alzheimer’s, cancer, old
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Watching The Wizard of Oz, Summer 1988
Such was the summer of repetition: I lived in a purple one-piece swimsuit. The humid slats of the painted wood
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Nameless Boy
1. My friends didn’t name their third child until they got to know him, far better I think than parents
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The Tulip Tree
If you were lucky enough to live in Henry County, Virginia, in 1962, when the knitting mills’ softball teams lifted