Jack
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An Echo of Boy
There is a half empty juice box in my hotel room fridge. As I pour a glass of wine for myself in a plastic tumbler, I’m standing eye to “eye” with a Tupperware…
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This Post is Three Days Late
He turned one. It was terribly sad. Until it wasn’t. We had a few gifts, a few party hats, a few cupcakes. I had bought Liam three small gifts from a trip to…
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Friday Night in Mo-Town
I am drinking my second beer of the night, in my hotel room, listening to the sounds of the various humans occupying their little blocks of space beside me, below me, above me.…
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Happy Mother’s Day
Mother’s Day morning at church. A carnation for me, my mother-in-law, all the mothers who come. Home for lunch. And then I drive away. I’m really sad.