Tag: Dread

Broken and Lost Things

I wait for loss. I put my hand to my neck a dozen times a day to feel the chain that holds my mother’s wedding ring. The ring is gold and very thin. If it was thinner, it would be a strand of my… Continue Reading “Broken and Lost Things”

Broken and Lost Things

I wait for loss. I put my hand to my neck a dozen times a day to feel the chain that holds my mother’s wedding ring. The ring is gold and very thin. If it was thinner, it would be a strand of my… Continue Reading “Broken and Lost Things”

Broken and Lost Things

I wait for loss. I put my hand to my neck a dozen times a day to feel the chain that holds my mother’s wedding ring. The ring is gold and very thin. If it was thinner, it would be a strand of my… Continue Reading “Broken and Lost Things”