Some days just feel bruised—suddenly all purple-black and sore, tender. Putting the towels away, the still-warm stacks soft in my hands, I lean into the linen closet and allow the tears I’ve been swallowing to come, quietly. At the moment, I am sick with seems and nevers, near-drowning in shadows and struggling hard just to breathe. I can […]
In the crisp of morning, we wait for school, snatching glimpses toward the door. Adam reaches for me, flicking my ear with his fingers, saying I love you in a way all his own. He tilts his head away, his expression lost, crinkled and preoccupied. I wonder if he contemplates the angle of the new light beaming […]
She’s afraid she’ll wake up and I’ll be forever gone, that the darkness will steal me away from her. We sit together all curled up, watching something on TV. I absently stroke her hair with my fingers, gently nudging out the tangles, and she tries to move closer, to squeeze out all the space between […]
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