Posts Tagged: hospital

The Day the FBI Tapped Our Phones

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I held an image in my mind of my daughter and me in a small rowboat and I’m rowing, rowing, rowing as hard as I can, away from this sinking ship. ...more

Safety Nets: On Seeing Movies with My Children

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There’s no blueprint for any of this. If there were, I would have read it by now. ...more

The Sunday Rumpus Essay: Losing at Memory

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But I didn’t understand, then, how important memory is, for how do we know who we are without memory? How does anyone else know who we are, but for their memories of us? ...more

Past the Break

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Past the break lies motherhood as I understand it: the rawest life that lifts and falls and crashes against beauty, and the eternal potential for heartbreak. ...more

The Saturday Rumpus Essay: The Leaving Deficit

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Feathers are a gift and flexible protein. Mom put down tobacco and ran her fingers over its exposed parts. She told me the salmon run is coming and this bird would have wanted for nothing. ...more

This Is Not a Story About a Ghost

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This is a story about memory. About neurons misfiring, about the strange space between dream and awake, that feeling, when I’m falling asleep, of falling backwards, swinging my arms up to catch myself. ...more

Keeping Secrets from the Stupid

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I was four years old when my mother taught me to lie. There were certain instances, she explained, when lying was acceptable, when it wasn’t even lying, really. ...more

Ursa Major

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Last month a bear ripped into my tent, clenched his teeth onto my upper left arm, just below my shoulder, and would not let go. ...more