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My parents named me

Declan Lynch

Names are important

but

it’s also important to

remember

that someone usually your parents

just made up your name.

You were not born with it.

Think about that.

You

were just you

when you came into this world.

My mom and dad were the Lynches

living on an average street Maple Terrace

like the tree

with the little helicopter seeds.

The Lynches had their first and only kid

me

and said I looked like my great-grandfather

whose name was Declan Timothy Lynch.

I only saw pictures of my great-grandfather

much later

when I could focus my eyes.

I didn’t look anything like him

but

the name stuck.

Declan

or Deck sometimes

or Declan Patrick Lynch

when I was bad

which was often.

Just jumping from shed roofs

getting lost in malls

hiking deep into the tangled forest

behind my house

always determined to not come home on time

chasing ghosts and demons

and listening for the next bit of advice

from the voices in my head.