My Seventy Eight Year Old Neighbor Gave Me A Key To Her Shed And I Was Not Ready For What I Found

the nose not simply a nose but this nose, the eyes not simply eyes but these eyes, with their particular spacing and their particular depth.

The face was mine.

I stood there in the shed with the two officers behind me and looked at a wax and plaster face that was my face, and I felt something move through me that I did not have a name for yet but which continue reading …