Aunt Val, Hunter recalls in Beautiful Things, was as warm and tender and emotive as a mother figure could possibly be. He also commemorates his fathers heroic marshaling of family to surround and enfold us in uninterrupted love. But the result of these efforts, he concludes, was bittersweet: Beau and I never really grieved the loss of our mother and baby sister. Beautiful Things is often brittle and defensive, but these passages are moving in how they carefully acknowledge, without resentment or blame, the ways in which this outpouring of love for two little boys may have inadvertently muffled or crowded out some of the necessary work of mourning
At the time, I was a first-year medical student
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[30] "All About Rosie" has been cited as one of the few convincing examples of composed polyphony in jazz
In autoimmune disease, the immune system mistakes normal parts of the body as foreign and goes on the attack leading to hyperactivity and thus inflammation
Cigarette butts are the most littered item on the planet
