An experience I had as a boy and the way my grandfather handled it has, for me, become a template for developing character.
Navigating the land mines of the past.
In a culture where to need is a sin, we find ourselves needing sinful things.
Among my in-laws an important measure of a person’s value is how hard they work.
I am part of a generation of sons of wounded heroes – all of whom grapple in some way, shape, or form with that woundedness.
I still wonder about narcissism and try to understand and manage my need for attention…
Tom Mallouk subtly and profoundly takes on on the painful subject of boyhood sexual abuse in this wrenching poem.
It’s only one of the reasons he’s driving with his wife to a charity event when he’d rather be doing something else.
Tom Mallouk’s speaker reaches out in sympathy to the mother of his grown child in this emotionally impactful poem.
In this story, Tom Mallouk shares his insight about revenge, and how he comes out better for it.
Tom Mallouk writes touchingly of a deceased friend and the small bit of impermanence that remains.