“I am moved by the geography in this piece. Not just the geography of a landscape — also the geography of body, of gender, of family. The speaker enters with high stakes and manages to traverse the entire narrative with the stakes remaining high, emotional, and at times painful. “When I’m pressed, I go with boy: a category that can’t last forever” is the line that sat on my skin well after my reading of this piece was done. A firm and nuanced consideration of boyhood, manhood, mothers, and the bright and complicated intersection of all those things.”
There is a thin film of muteness over everything I now encounter, “ghost” just another word for “mother,” just another word for “memory,” just another word for “gone.”
I am an unreliable narrator but that would mean more if I were a man.