Lesbian Dad

On top o’ the world

Which, in the lil’ peanut’s world, equals: zoo train. He waved enthusiastically at everyone we passed by.  At least 33% waved back. Unalloyed unselfconsciousness: the double-edged, enviable, indomitable power of the three year-old. When the zoo train took its San Francisco Bay view loop, all us grown ups were casting our

Five years

E.U.P.  February 27, 1995 — March 24, 2005. [I posted the photograph above and the poem below for the past two years on this date.  Most of the explanatory text below, last year too. Muted backstory about my nephew here (I provided an anchor link to the relevant part, but it

back up that-away
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