Lately I don’t quite know what to put here, but I am maniacally committed to putting, even if it’s just a word, and the word is just HI or NO. My brain is mush of …
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Toddle Tale
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The Ceremony
Us, to Joe, ceremoniously: Joe, look! We have gathered all of your pacifiers here. You’re growing up, so you don’t need them anymore. We’re going to say goodbye to them. We’re going to put them …
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He Walks
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Butterflies
Joe has this one book where he likes to flip through and point out all the butterflies, BAH!, then flip to the front and do it all over again, which is one of the many …
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Boo Bear
This is Boo Bear. He belonged to Morrison when he was a kid, and now, he belonged to Joe. Coincidentally (OR NOT?) my parents’ nickname for me when I was a kid was ALSO Boo …
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both sides, now
A letter to Texas Legislators, and to our Supreme Court: [Maybe less of a letter, more of a scream?] There are good people on both sides of this divide. There always are. That being said: …
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what are theater? what is plays?
I’ve always maintained, in real and imagined interviews and I guess the part of my soul that’s always trying to define itself, that I will always write Plays. I’ve said things like plays are where …
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One.
When it comes to the birthdays of those that I love, I am not subtle. I go big and shout my love and ask of the person many times, ARE YOU HAVING A GOOD BIRTHDAY? …
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Birthdays are for Mothers
Joe is going to be ONE YEAR OLD TOMORROW, and then two, and then three, and then seventeen, and then thirty-four, and then forty-seven, and Oh My God, Come back. I’m filled with reflection: what …
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Delta on Delta
We’re taking Joe to the East coast for the first time next week, eeeek! To my parents’ house in Virginia, to meet his Brunstetter cousins and aunts and uncles. I haven’t seen my brothers in …