To Face a Family
That my brother and I were not white like the rest of my family didn’t seem to matter much. And then it did.
Little Dorrit, Bleak House, Nicholas Nickleby, Dombey and Son, David Copperfield, The Chimes
Outside, it was New England. In school, we rolled the sides of crayons over thin paper layered onto fall leaves to catch the shape of their veins. My brother came home with one new face after another.
Comment ça va
All the Changs and Dongs and Vishnusyour
Tracy O'Neill is the author of The Hopeful (2015) and Quotients (2020). She was a 2015 National Book Foundation 5 Under 35 honoree and a 2012 Center for Fiction Fellow. Her writing has appeared in Granta, Rolling Stone, The Atlantic, the New Yorker, LitHub, BOMB, Narrative, Guernica, Bookforum, Vice, VQR, Austin Chronicle, and Catapult. She attended the MFA program at the City College of New York and the PhD program in communications at Columbia University.
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