I Took Back Everything They Called “Ours”

television.

The dining set from Raymour & Flanigan.

The bookshelves.

The framed print above the fireplace. I’d bought that one from a street fair in Savannah during a work trip, and my mother had told guests for two years it was “one of Madison’s finds.”

I attached thirty-six PDFs to a reply.

I wrote one sentence.

Cruel would have been taking things continue reading …