Stories tagged dad


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I am a 33 year old drag queen, and I frequently confuse my dreams with reality. Each morning, I awake to a research project: what has actually occurred, and what was a dream? Today I woke up believing I'd lost a pound, so I weighed myself, and I was right.…


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Fridays always said it was time for golf,which left me wide, wide like the space between your teeth,on the stoop til you'd let me share your palm with your nine iron.I was a utility. Your gap toothed divot tool or a headcover that had your smile.Sometimes you'd gawk back,…

Just Like I Read the News

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two died that year / well, you know . . . . / baby you can drive my hearse / it couldn't get much worse

Part of Life: Two Ways

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Part of Life, I heard Dad say for the millionth time.

About My Dad

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My dad drove a Model A Roadster and had a photo taken of him on a hunting trip up in Wisconsin with one leather boot up on the running board and a .22 caliber pistol in his hand like Ernest Hemingway and Clark Gable rolled into one My dad ro

Beauty and the Breasts: A Conversation

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Jesus has monkey toes and breasts.

Momma's Dogs

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She tells me how they caught a cat; four dogs one leg each.

The Hollow Affronts, Internal

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And it's a tough thing to become a father, a contradiction; guiding a child to avoid the things that you know about so well.

Wrestling with Genetics

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I know he's an accident waiting to happen.

Christmas in Humble, Texas

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All the Jack Daniels does not help me sleep.

Fred, Again

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Fantasy is useless but here is mine.

A Session About Dad

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“Can you let the love win?” she asked. A reasonable question.

How to Forget

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Refuse to go to the church service, even though you already missed the funeral. Tell his mother something came up. Call his phone over and over, just to hear his voice, until his mother asks you to stop. Make a recording of his voicemail. Delete it an

Breaking Dawn

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This is where he died, she says to me, and points to the damp pavement. Her hair is wet, and slicked against her neck. The humidity is making everything engulf her. The sleep shorts I bought her last July are loose on her now, but between the rain and

Refiner's Fire

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It was the first time I saw his hands tremble. He was looking at me, waiting for an answer. He had bought a new shirt and tie and was wondering if it looked good with his suit jacket. It didn't. But it was his hands I couldn't take my eyes off of as he fumbled with his…