Grief
You were not there the night I saw stars, though I am certain I told you about the night I saw stars, about how I…
I was not there to witness this choice, though I had seen you make poor choices before—the destruction of homes, the death of the pet,…
In her wisdom, the wifely woman strategized the social worker’s entire visit. She laid it out like a game of Risk, which the boy liked…
After his mother passed, the boy who claimed he was mine became addicted to tragedy. The wifely woman said we had no choice, but I…
Tell me again about the time when we were babies and our thoughts were music. The wooden swing set, magnolia tree, camellias big as hats….
Until now I have been desperate and young all my life. A whirlpool is spider webbing a ship, and I am on-duty, receiving the distress…