I puked rainbows all over my childhood, and it felt so good.

“Mom, Arnie Welsh keeps calling me a geek. He says it like it’s a bad thing. Is being a geek a bad thing?””Of course not, Soda Pop. And don’t listen to labels. They don’t matter.””What...

one of the best and the most painful things about time traveling has been the opportunity to see my mother alive.

I sit quietly and think about my mom. It’s funny how memory erodes, If all I had to work from were my childhood memories, my knowledge of my mother would be faded and soft, with...

I think about my mother singing after lunch on a Summer afternoon, twirling in blue dress across the floor of her dressing room

Seeing your mother naked is not something you easily recover from. Seeing your mother naked and jumping from one side of a king-sized bed to the other with a nurse’s hat on while your father,...

She saw it in her mind’s eye like a movie playing, the haunting memories from her childhood she couldn’t seem to shake blending together into one raw, aching image. Her mother lying in a darkened...

The fifties are a peaceful time, a quiet sleeping time between two noisy bursts of years, a blue and white time filled with sweet yellow days, music and bright smelling memories.

She has that voraciousness about children. She swoops in on them. Even I, in public was a beloved child. She’d parade me into town, smiling and teasing me, tickling me as she spoke with people...

Enfim, por alguma razão se fazem as guerras, respondeu o avô, levantando as sobrancelhas. Só nas guerras é que os homens podem matar-se uns aos outros sem serem castigados.

When I was a child, I thought like a child.When I became adult, I seek a deeper understanding of life.