The bathroom is steamy, the mirrors fogged. I’m drying off when I see it. A large X on the medicine

It's Sunday. A day for sleeping late. A day for not worrying about getting up. Or meetings. A day for

It’s been a while. Those whispers. More than a year. I’d kind of forgotten about them because the house has

I’m getting ready to leave. TV off, ceiling fans off. Windows, closed. It’s quiet on the third floor. I turn off