They Thought My Monthly Income Was Theirs to Share Until I Showed Them the Truth

was faulty, her perceptions exaggerated, her feelings inconvenient. The binder said otherwise. The binder said: this happened. You cannot unsay it. You cannot unfeel it. And I will not let you pretend it away.

Some evenings, when the light is good and the house is warm, I sit on the porch with a cup of tea and watch the street go quiet. The plants in continue reading …