I wanted you to have a father

My mother had known for decades that Dad was gay. He told me so in 1975 when he came out to me. It would be another decade before I had the nerve to ask Mom why she stayed. She was someone who shied away from difficult questions. But at a family gathering sometime in the 1990s, I found the … [Read more...]

Happy Mother’s Day, Mrs. Bechdel

Days and days and days That's how it happens Days and days and days Made of lunches And car rides And shirts and socks And grades And piano And no one clocks the day you disappear. Days and days and days That's how it happens Days and days and days Made of posing And … [Read more...]