While Preparing My Husband For Burial I Discovered Coordinates That Changed Everything

the way you always knew where you stood.

Except, apparently, you did not.

I searched for the key that night.

His dresser first. I went through his clothes with my hands rather than my eyes because the smell of him was still in the fabric and I was not ready for the smell, not ready for the way it arrived before I could prepare for it, his particular combination continue reading …