My Mother Gave Me 48 Hours to Leave the House I Had Been Paying For Until My Lawyer Reviewed the Papers

that accumulates into the larger work of keeping a place sound.

I fixed the drip, washed my hands, and stood at the kitchen window looking out at the maple in the afternoon light.

The house settled around me in the familiar way of a place that knows you, the particular creaks and silences I had learned over five years, the way the light moved through continue reading …