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

the wedding canceled, the debts persisting, my parents selling their house to cover what the court had ordered. For a brief moment I felt the old guilt, the reflexive sense that I should have found a way to prevent someone else’s suffering.

Then I remembered the movers on the sidewalk, and Mara’s voice on the phone, and the specific ease with which continue reading …