Children
I’m just trying to say that given what little is truly required of uncles, it follows that the bond between parent and child, when pursued in good faith, has no parallel.
Advice from the Island Bar
This friendly man at the bar wrote the books my dad and grandpa read at the beach for years, AND he was partially responsible for our family tradition of eating dinner (and lunch, and then dinner again) at Doc Fords on Sanibel.
A Hysterical Essay about Packing
I know. It’s just a suitcase. OR IT’S JUST THE MAW OF THE CAVE OF WONDERS FROM ALADDIN WAITING TO EAT ME ALIVE.
My Daughter’s Net Worth
The overflow of her room, and our house in general, is a result of special people who have shown up in her life already in powerful ways.
I Can Be Your Mother
She said that God had brought us to her, that we were like her children, and that she could be like our Romanian mother.
How Many More
I don’t know if you knew about the fear that permeated Toronto’s gay scene for years.
Obi-Wan Reads Me Poetry
Guinness played Obi-Wan in the original Star Wars trilogy, and I stumbled giddily upon his recording of Eliot’s poems while studying them for a class at Calvin last year.
2018: We Made It
It gets late and pretty soon my brother is dancing on the kitchen stools to the songs he was making fun of earlier. We make mozzarella sticks and pigs in a blanket.
Settled Expectations
We ruined Settlers of Catan that night, which isn’t all that different from how I’ve ruined everything else these past few years.
Nashville, in the Moment
The most interesting places felt quiet, frozen, and deeply layered.
