The Parade
Canto I of Dante's Skateboard: a Fourth of July parade, duct tape applied with love, and the weight of every unsung truth.
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Personal narrative
This is where I put my writing.
The Pencil Routine
Every day at Westport Elementary, lunch cost eighty-five cents. My mother gave me a dollar.
Read story →The Idea Canopy
"What do you do?" Every adult gets this question at every dinner. Most people answer with a job title. The questioner files them under one slice.
Read story →The Sidelines
A generation is sitting on more cash than it has held in decades. The financial press calls it caution. The honest version is the one they keep saying themselves. I do not understand it.
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