Rui do you know that this is our story? Do you know that you were born and grew up your first years in New York with me and your mother?Do you know how loved and adored you were by us both? Do you know how hard it is to know that you have been kidnapped … More Condensed, Reduced Life
I remain your father Rui, and in love with you.There are lots of political and legal subjects to study. I’m always at work on it.I have an intellectual understanding of it by now. A systemic reduction of people to mathemes.But I will never quite fully grasp the cruelty of the one who did this to … More Cold, Cold Water
In Jacqueline Rose’s Mothers, she writes a lament, a critical inquiry, and a protest on behalf of mothers, and by extension (for me), all parents and children. We seek to protect our loved and vulnerable ones. So first she borrows an epigraph from Shakespeare’s The Winter Tale : Hermoine: You gods, look down, And from … More Epigraphs
Tonight we have to mourn the passing of Greg Eaves, Rui’s uncle, my sister Karen’s beloved spouse. Our brother. Like my sister / his wife Karen, Greg studied and practiced psychotherapy. Like her, he aimed to be a healer of the most intangible forms of pain: the psychic ones. Speaking as father of my only … More Our Brother
