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Wendy Mnookin Poet

My Son, The Junkie

Issue/Publication: Salon Magazine, "Mothers Who Think"



Seth sits in the back of the car, crying quietly. My husband and I have just told him we will not pay his rent. He will not get out of the car. Having refused the rent money, we are unable to draw one more boundary: Neither of us tells him to get out of the car.