I wrote this essay as a way to try to stay afloat in the bitter maelstrom of emotions I’ve been drowning in since losing my father. I’m honored that Tin House would consider it high enough quality for their site.
Without further pomp:
I wrote this essay as a way to try to stay afloat in the bitter maelstrom of emotions I’ve been drowning in since losing my father. I’m honored that Tin House would consider it high enough quality for their site.
Without further pomp:
Literature and Libation 
Reblogged this on Phillip McCollum and commented:
Congrats to Oliver Gray for achieving publication in Tin House! If at the end, you find your cheeks stained with tears, go ahead and blame it on the neighbors cutting onions for dinner. It’ll be our little secret.
Thanks, Phil. Damn onion cutting ninjas.
Was a beautiful tribute to your dad. Memories make him immortal.
Thanks, John. That’s how I feel too. I think of him everyday, so he really doesn’t seem gone.
wonderful tribute, oliver )
Thank you 🙂
Beautiful! Simply beautiful. You’re a good son.
I try. Thanks, G-LO.
No. I try. You succeed. Big difference. 👍
I just read this over on Tin House, Oliver. It is beautiful and beautifully written. I love reading about the love you shared with your father and still share.
Thank you for reading, Betsy. It was hard to write, but worth it, I think.