Fearless – Page 7 – Her Bad Mother

22 Aug

The Long Goodbye

My children crashed back into my life last night like a pair of drunken sailors on shore leave and after an evening and morning of angry carousing (hugging Mommy, yelling at Mommy, demanding candy, ignoring Mommy,...

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20 Aug

Smudge

by Catherine

Dad, Fearless, Uncategorized

Here’s the thing: there’s a smudge. There’s a smudge on the floor where my father died. The smudge is him, generic or what’s left of him. What was left of him, abortion after...

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17 Aug

Haunted, As The Minutes Drag

by Catherine

Dad, Fearless, Heavy

I'm tired. So tired. This process is so long and so hard and so taxing on the heart and soul (although, I know, I know, so necessary and in some ways so good, because...

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14 Aug

Time Enough For Telling

by Catherine

Dad, Fearless

I haven't been able to narrate, but not for want of stories. It's just that, the story right now is so overwhelming. And what passages in the story are not so overwhelming (the moment...

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11 Aug

Here Be Monsters

by Catherine

Dad, Family, Fearless

Today, I went into my father's home, a thing that I was afraid to do. I don't have words yet to explain that fear, nor do I have words to explain - to narrate...

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9 Aug

Miles To Go

by Catherine

Dad, Family, Fearless, Heavy

Yesterday, we drove - my mother, my sister and I - through the hot, dusty valley toward my father's home, and we fought. A wrong word here, a raised eyebrow there, a tinder box...

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29 Jul

Women Without Pants

by Catherine

Fearless, Lost Boy, Uncategorized

It's the kind of thing that happens in recurring nightmares: you're standing on stage in front of a vast auditorium, a thousand expectant faces turned toward you, the lights burning your eyes, when you...

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20 Jul

A Garden, Locked

by Catherine

Emilia, Fearless

Emilia, as I've noted here before, is a nudist. She is an enthusiastic and committed nudist, the sort of nudist who exhorts others to join her in her worship of nature. Don't you like...

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16 Jul

Hey There, Delilah

by Catherine

Fearless, Jasper

This is Jasper: Jasper needs a haircut, or so I'm told. I don't want to cut his hair. I firmly, emphatically, passionately do not want to cut his hair. Because the moment that I cut...

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15 Jul

Roadkill

by Catherine

Canada, Family, Fearless, Road Trips

It was a mother duck and her three baby ducks, and I was pretty sure that we were going to kill them. It wasn't so much the impending massacre that made me scream. Nor was...

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