I Went to Visit My Husband’s Late Wife’s Grave and Discovered She Was Never Dead

fully listening to, already understood.

I drove home.

I put the chrysanthemums in a vase because I didn’t know what else to do with them.

I didn’t say anything to Andrei.

What I did instead was begin to ask questions in a direction I had never pointed them before.

Not to him. To the periphery. The places where information accumulates without being guarded.continue reading …