Lesbian Dad


En route to the Prop 8 debrief in San Francisco last night. A fingernail clipping moon hung directly over City Hall, and high above that, a little to the south, Venus. A be-suited man paused with me, as I held the camera up to my eye. “I was just thinking

A study in lollipops

Picasso had his “Blue Period,” my son has his… Lollipop Period. No, really.  They’re lollipops.  He and his sister went with Mama to get  haircuts, and got lollipops afterward. His first lollipop. He kept saying it over and over again: “Sissy n me got our haircut. She got a wed

Afternoon son light

I have been noticing that I haven’t written about the boy much of late. I now know, poor neglected second child that I am, what is afoot with all that. The older one, at least at these ages, simply interacts more thoroughly, is easier to speak with. And what with

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