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idonothaveamonopolyongrief
I do not have a monopoly on grief. I do not have a monopoly on grief.
Leigh Raiford
Jul 16, 2020
Heirloom Tomato
Heirloom Tomato
I stared at the plate with only a tomato on it. I didn’t want a hamburger or salad or cole slaw or any of the other foods laid out at this…
Leigh Raiford
Jul 16, 2020
This is the Crazy Book
This is the Crazy Book
This is the crazy book.
Leigh Raiford
Jul 16, 2020
Pause for Station Identification
Pause for Station Identification
Let’s step back for a minute.
Leigh Raiford
Jul 16, 2020
Brother Palimpsest
Brother Palimpsest
After you were gone, I found you in the noise and exhaust at the entrance to the Lincoln Tunnel. An urban offering that your fellow nite…
Leigh Raiford
Jul 16, 2020
The Last Time I Touched My Brother
The last time I touched my brother was March 5th, 2010. This wasn’t the last time I saw him alive. But it was the final time I put my arm…
Leigh Raiford
Jul 16, 2020
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These things always start with a phone call.[1]
Leigh Raiford
Jul 16, 2020
These things always start with a phone call
These things always start with a phone call
The phone rang about 2:30am PST. A ringing phone at that time is never a good thing — a friend in need, a drunk ex, an accident, always…
Leigh Raiford
Jul 16, 2020
Extension Cord (forensic report)
It makes sense really.
Leigh Raiford
Jul 15, 2020
Black Girl in Germany, part the first
in which the author ruminates on the virtues and tyrannies of facebook
Leigh Raiford
Jul 15, 2020
Black Girl in Germany, part the second
in which the author navigates poorly the twists and turns of internet etiquette
Leigh Raiford
Jul 15, 2020
Black Girl in Germany, conclusion
Black Girl in Germany, conclusion
in which the author becomes flâneuse
Leigh Raiford
Jul 15, 2020
Touch, part one
Touch, part one
Y started learning acupressure recently, a post-divorce, return to the US, reinvention of self. She’s set up a small studio in her house…
Leigh Raiford
Jul 15, 2020
The Search for Handbooks
Soon after my brother died, I began to notice various self-help guides pile up on my parents’ nightstands, their dresser, on the dining…
Leigh Raiford
Jul 15, 2020
Emails from the Other Side
Emails from the Other Side
After my grandfather died, he came to me in a dream. He told me he would be watching over my unborn child, he’d let nothing happen to the…
Leigh Raiford
Jul 15, 2020
Owed to a Typewriter
Owed to a Typewriter
(w/ thanks to Evie Shockley)
Leigh Raiford
Jul 14, 2020
Reasons I Love My Typewriter
Reasons I Love My Typewriter
Leigh Raiford
Jul 14, 2020
After the After
After the After
Almost immediately after my brother died, I wanted to get a tattoo to mark his passing, and to mark myself. Though I have little artistic…
Leigh Raiford
Jul 14, 2020
What Raymond Carraway Said
The therapist, Raymond Carraway would listen intently, he’d ask questions, listen some more, and then in the last 8 minutes of every…
Leigh Raiford
Jul 14, 2020
things i learned in 2010
how to can fruits and vegetables
Leigh Raiford
Jul 14, 2020
The Aberrant Form
The Aberrant Form
It was a humid day in September when I met my parents and Kamau at the Studio Museum in Harlem to get an artist’s tour of Kamau’s exhibit…
Leigh Raiford
Jul 14, 2020
Crepuscular
Crepuscular
These stories are crepuscular.
Leigh Raiford
Jul 14, 2020
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