Posts Tagged: sons

Market Researching My Desire

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I noted the weirdness, and then filed it away until a time I might really consider the implications of wanting to bury someone’s stockings. I was lost in metaphor, which meant I was lost in everything. ...more

The Saturday Rumpus Essay: Stepfatherhood

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“He was my real dad,” she says. “I just happened to have two.” ...more

Being Like Him: Fathers, Daughters, and Sons in Boyhood

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That scene at Antone’s plays out one of my biggest fears: that when women aren’t in the room, straight men shift their conversations. ...more