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You Can Check Out Any Time You Like, But You Can Never Leave
I’m good at hiding it.
The emotional baggage I drag around all the time.
Most of the time, I forget…
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In the Trailer Park with Elise and a Deaf Man
I lived in an Iowa trailer park.
Mom always called it a “mobile home,” and fondly remembers it as being…
Our Souvenirs
The little bedroom down the hall from ours was a nice yellow. We didn’t know whether we were having a…
The Things That Matter
One of my favorite scenes in one of my favorite shows had a man sitting on the edge of a…
The Moments
It was a slow death.
Not a major trauma—like a shooting or stabbing—that killed the marriage.
More like a terminal…
Things I Learned About Myself From My Baby Book
I once shit my pants four times during a wedding and everyone in the church heard each one.
Four times.…
Remember to Remember
I was just paging through an old photo album my mom gave me during my Thanksgiving visit.
I was little…
