by Michael | May 24, 2014 | Play
by Michael | May 5, 2014 | Play
The picture of you sitting on a bright orange seat, across from Grammy, mimicking her. “Deep,” you said, repeating your best impression of her as she offered an impression of someone else. You were so tickled, so taken by something that made you laugh,...
by Michael | Aug 28, 2013 | Miscellaneous, Play
The three of us—you, your mother, and me—doing what you love and what we generally don’t. On the road, with me behind the wheel—was it I-55?—we listened to the soul satellite station, we skipped through other stations, with you choosing...
by Michael | Aug 26, 2013 | Play, Quotes
Life for my child is simple, and is good. He knows his wish. Yes, but that is not all. Because I know mine too. And we both want joy of undeep and unabiding things, Like kicking over a chair or throwing blocks out of a window Or tipping over an ice box pan Or...
by Michael | Jul 31, 2013 | Play
You’ve gone to bed several nights too late. You’ve crashed from over-tiredness. After all that screaming and running and mask-wearing and banging and rolling and hugging and wrestling and beating and singing and forgetting about eating. Each day’s...
by Michael | Jul 26, 2013 | Play
It was truly fun to hear you tell me about your day with your mother. You lit up at dinner when talking about your surprise. She did too. And the memory as you, together, reflected on your afternoon made me happy for you both. From turtles to fire trucks to the...
