My Family Said I Was A Shame Until I Walked Away From My Sister’s Wedding

ribbon myself, at midnight, in my kitchen sink, matching it to the sash on the dress. My name was not on the program credits.

Something behind my sternum went flat. Not broken. I want to be precise about that. Flat, like a note that stops resonating. Like the air had been let out of something I had been inflating for twenty-nine years.

I looked past continue reading …