I Came Home From Work and Found My Baby in a Condition I Will Never Forget – The Archivist

What I felt was a precise, surgical hollowness. The specific absence of something I had been suppressing for long enough that its shape had become familiar.

I knew what the hollowness was. I had known it for several months, through the late nights he spent “reviewing client accounts,” through the new cologne that arrived in our bedroom without explanation,continue reading …