My Brother Humiliated Me At His Graduation Party Until The Building Manager Brought Up My Folder

years of labor, achievement, restraint, and longing into furniture. A shadow near the wall. A body useful only because its silence made other people look generous.

I looked at my watch. It was nine o’clock. Exactly three hours since the party began. I took out my phone and sent Thomas the text we had agreed upon. It’s time. His reply came before I pocketed continue reading …