The Women in the Kitchen on Thanksgiving Day

The women in the kitchen create Thanksgiving While the men sit on the couch and watch the game, Smoke cigars off the back porch, And hold the football between their hands On the lawn they swear they’ll mow tomorrow. The women in the kitchen covering the counter In white lily, Read more

Notes from the Patriarchy – Excerpts

There are no secrets. It’s just that many do not see the obvious. I hate it when people deny the obvious. Sometimes I hate the obvious, too. And here I am with my flashlight. Not flood lights. Not even a torch. Day after day we stumble around cloaked in insignificance, Read more

Kissing the Patriarch Goodbye

It’s been over six years now, since I last spoke to my father: mid-summer, July 15th, 2014. I was in the suburbs of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, and he was lying on a gurney at a funeral home — dead as a doornail. To hide the incisions of his autopsy, the back Read more