The Joy Menu is:

• an essay cycle masquerading as a newsletter.

• a newsletter masquerading as a series of Sunday memories.

• stories about my father masquerading as stories about myself.

• or viceversa.

• questions gifted by my father to me about art-making and artist-being.

• poems without line breaks.

• transcripts of stories told across three (3) generations and 3 (three) continents.

• whatever comes out when I sit down on Sundays to write.

• just some emails.

In 2018, my father died. He’d been sick for 17 months. When my siblings turned to me and said, “You’re the writer; write the obituary,” I had no idea what to write.

Four years later, I’m still writing.

I hope it makes sense to you—or barring that, makes you cry.

Thanks for reading. I’d be chuffed if you shared it with a friend (or 3).