Month: March 2018

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Ireland

I recently sent off for one of those DNA reports. It was on sale and I wanted to make absolutely sure that I wasn’t some magical foundling or infant switched at birth my parents had taken home and claimed as their own.[1] The results were, I’m sorry to say, unsurprising, and more or less lined up precisely with what we already knew. To wit:  … Read More Ireland

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i. When I was five years old, my mother and my grandmother used to ply me with treats because I was all eyes and skinny legs, chronically underweight. They supposed I drank too much (juice and water, charges of hitting the gin too hard were a few decades yet to come). They supposed I ate too little. They doctor supposed I would stay small … Read More Plus

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Wind From The East

The way I figure it, something is brewing about to being and she blows in from the east and shows up on my doorstep. “Are you here to help me make peace with my family and encourage me to do chores?”  I ask. “Seriously, don’t you think you’re a little old for that ?” She comes in, takes a hard look at my closets … Read More Wind From The East