The Luck of a Coda Jesse has his scabbed knuckles stuffed into his pockets, his blonde head bowed, watching his feet sway up and down across the sidewalk drawings. I am ten years old and he is nine, the two of us stepping unhurried through the apartment complex like giants in a giant land, quietly [...]
Posts from ‘December, 1997’
DuWayne Terry – 1997
A Silent House “Man, you are so lucky. You could probably get away with anything!” My fellow staff member from camp is visiting my house for the first time. Not surprisingly, he utters the first words that all of my peers utter when they learn that my parents are deaf. Saying I could get away [...]
