I Came Home To My Boxes Outside Until I Opened The Paperwork

what they meant. The corner dents, the black tape, the thick marker ink. My name written across the top in my own handwriting: Lena Parker. The same slanted L I had been making since college.

My brain tried to rearrange the image into something harmless. A neighbor moving. A coincidence. The wrong building. But the address was right. Meridian Heights.continue reading …