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How I Became Not an Abuser

On November 26, 2017 by Michael J. DeLuca

Here I am going to try to trace the process by which I clawed my way up out of the toxic aspects of the culture of masculinity. To the extent that I have.

On Not Punching Nazis: A Meditation from Personal Experience

On August 15, 2017 by Michael J. DeLuca

I joined chess club late in my freshman year of high school. The team captain was only a year older, a pale, skinny, intimidatingly brilliant, terminally aloof kid named Britt Greenbaum.

By the Brook Today: A Foraging Adventure

On May 10, 2016 by Michael J. DeLuca

You have no idea how often this happens to me. I drop things in the woods. Important things. Wedding rings, garage door openers, phones. I’ve had remarkable luck finding them. I retrace my steps. I search, keen-eyed.

The Poison Mushroom: A Cautionary Tale

On July 31, 2015 by Michael J. DeLuca

After eleven years hunting mushrooms, eight of those since I built up the confidence to actually eat some of what I found, yesterday I had my first bite of poison mushroom. It put me in the emergency room.

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