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Early Space Travel
I take my son into the dusk, / under trees still heavy / with the season’s first rain. / We watch as the entire / face of the moon darkens, / like a child with a bad cold.
January 2006The Narrow Door
After I graduated from college, I worked as a prep aide at a large hospital. The prep aide was the person who went around each night and shaved patients for their surgery in the morning.
November 2005
Self-Control
Spending the entire night together, being very brave, stitching yourself to reality
October 2005
His Best Girl
My mother’s call came on a white December morning. I had forgotten to expect it. There was a time when I’d waited for it daily: the news that my father’s emphysema had finished him. He’d been given three to six months, and it was now five years after the prognosis. I was mystified by his survival.
August 2005
Driven By Desire
The first sharp pang of desire hit me in the parking lot of my daughter’s preschool. It was a cold winter day in North Carolina, and as I buckled my seat belt, another mother maneuvered her gleaming new Volvo station wagon into the space beside my 1992 Honda Civic. She smiled and gestured for me to roll down my window so we could talk.
June 2005
Grace
A cancer diagnosis, a positive pregnancy test, one last Sabbath dinner together
March 2005
Sunbeams
August 2004Being a mother is a noble status, right? Right. So why does it change when you put “unwed” or “welfare” in front of it?
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