This Land of Grief

The world feels steeped in grief. Death is countable. Grief immeasurable. And while death is part of life, so much of it is unnecessary, senseless, and terrible. We grieve for more than people. We grieve moments. My mother wasn't there to see me graduate. We grieve relationships. My mother never knew her grandson. We grieve …

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Fathers

Oh fathers. Dads. Heroes. Monsters. Step-dads. Foster dads. Father figures. Memories. Men trying to figure out what they're doing. You may be thinking about your dad today. Some dads are kind, lifting you up, and holding your hand, and believing in you no matter what. Some dads believe in you sometimes. Depending. They try. In …

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In the Asylum

When I was a toddler, my mom spent time in a hospital in Tampa. It would have been in the summer of 1971 or 72, right around the time of The Baker Act. I don't know if that had anything to do with her time in the hospital. I know that she tried to harm …

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