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The Sunday Rumpus Essay: Admission of Guilt
I look into my son’s eyes, little dark-chocolate chunks visible in the otherwise hazelnut pools of his irises, and he holds my gaze. I see evaluation, suspicion. I see something that strongly resembles...
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This time last year I sat for days with my father in his room at Virginia Mason Hospital in Seattle, recording his voice as he narrated the story of his life. “She’s helping me write my memoirs,” he...
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