We sat on the porch longer than either of us intended. It had been that kind of week. He kept looking out across the yard, quietly trying to convince himself to mow the grass. I kept thinking about the refrigerator downstairs that needed cleaned out, the sheets waiting in the […]

I thought I was assessing the rubble of my destruction. What I found instead was evidence of interruption. The distinction arrived quietly, not as revelation or wisdom, but as grief. The kind of grief that catches you unexpectedly while seated in front of a computer screen looking at photographs you […]