Forgetting How to Swim

We would laugh so hard in a place not meant for laughter, feel family in a place not meant for home. We had built a brotherhood in a place meant only to be punitive.

2023-07-24T10:05:25-04:00July 19, 2023|

My Midwestern Fleetwood Mac

She came from a dying Rust Belt town in southeast Ohio, and I came from a famously dying Rust Belt town an hour north of Detroit. We were both oldest children, with the same letter leading our first and last name. Our birthdays were one day apart.  And, we both loved Fleetwood Mac.

2023-07-19T08:13:43-04:00July 15, 2023|

That Good Night

By now I should understand that when every choice starts to feel like a miscalculation, a mistake, I’m up against forces bigger than myself. Yet I was secretly, irrationally angry at them for succumbing too willingly to death without any burning or raving or raging. If they’d just tried hard enough, I sometimes thought.

2023-05-15T08:20:44-04:00May 10, 2023|