Every year at this time my news feed is filled with Christians making their yearly declaration of disdain for Halloween; listing off the supposedly sanctified reasons why they’re opting-out and
We say pretty words about dead people. There’s something about Death that forces the poet in us to the surface. When we lose someone we love, we suddenly feel free to
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll have gay children. I’m not sure if other parents think about this, but I do; quite often. Maybe it’s because I have many gay people
It’s the year anniversary of Day 1 in the Grief Valley. I really thought today would feel different. A year ago today, my father spent his 70th birthday departing on
Every year at this time my news feed is filled with Christians making their yearly declaration of disdain for Halloween; listing off the supposedly sanctified reasons why they’re opting-out and
We say pretty words about dead people. There’s something about Death that forces the poet in us to the surface. When we lose someone we love, we suddenly feel free to
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll have gay children. I’m not sure if other parents think about this, but I do; quite often. Maybe it’s because I have many gay people
It’s the year anniversary of Day 1 in the Grief Valley. I really thought today would feel different. A year ago today, my father spent his 70th birthday departing on