My Father Called Me A Parasite In Court Until My Lawyer Placed A Sealed Envelope On The Bench

September, I pinned the silver phoenix to the inside of my black wool coat and went to dinner alone in Georgetown, walking past students and couples and windows full of ordinary visible lives, and nobody asked me to explain myself, and the air was cool and beginning to smell like turning leaves, and I ate sea bass and drank a glass of wine my father continue reading …