Does becoming a parent damage one’s happiness? Or is language really just that slippery?
Tina Cane recalls the glories of a rough and tumble NYC childhood.
“I startled awake /to think of my child as an old woman, /who has always been exactly /who she is, never who she may be.”
Riffing on a simple word creates a surprising, zen-like effect in Ben Berman’s poem.
Marc Frazier reminds us of how easily marriage and family life can become perfunctory.
Inferiority is pressurized into our system by the gravity of our white supremacist colonial structures.
Len Lawson writes of what we endure when we lose a father early.
The day our little girls have their first period is a powerful moment in their lives. Unfortunately some dads screw it up.
His brother taught him a healthy approach to masculinity, which has carried him throughout his life.
A father’s firmness and a young man’s growth are the focuses of Ivan Kershner’s tight, compelling poem.
Adulthood is impossible to shoulder when we’re carrying it alone, instead of with a tribe.
Ray McManus looks at how boys test each other in death-defying ways in this summer poem.
Father Time is a weekly column dedicated to the concept of time in a parent’s life, particularly a father’s life. The point of view comes from a father of two young sons, both under three-years-old, and how time really is just that: a concept.◊♦◊My godmother Joni and I had been driving for twelve hours through…
I’m excited for you to start your next chapter. There are many opportunities available to you now that won’t be available at any other time in your life.
Pepper Trail’s poem is a striking meditation on the impermanence of the interrelated natural and human worlds.
A man reflects on his father’s militant discipline and why he believes it made him a better man.