It’s an hour past be…


It’s an hour past bedtime. I’m laying on the floor of his room. He’s rolling all over me, occasionally kicking me in…

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“Why do they stare?”


“Because they don’t understand how you can be so happy just being yourself. Some people spend their entire life trying…

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I’ve Lost My Bed


My bed is no-longer my bed. Every night, I sit with Jonah in his room as he falls asleep. Sometimes this takes a few…

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Jason Michael Reynolds

Writer. Photographer. Ausome Parent.

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