GG Entering engulfed in darkness, once illuminated by your presence.    Coats still hang in the closet candy still sits in the secret stash a sweet sound still in my ear a tear. Love still on my heart and in my head, I’m holding on by a thread.   Scouring this empty place for blurred illusions of once-occupied space: Just watching television  or...

At some point each summer I sit down with the boxes I’ve collected important parts of my life into and the drawers I’ve indiscriminately filled with anything and everything throughout the school year. Part of this standing appointment I have with myself is to make sure I’m shredding unnecessary documents and throwing out expired coupons, but the more enjoyable portion is rereading and organizing...