My Son Was Declared Gone Until His Math Teacher Found An Envelope He Left For Me

sneezes, and silly dances with a face still swollen from tears. The children did not care that his eyes were red. They cared that he showed up.

When he came back, the clown coat and nose were gone. “Let’s go home,” I said.

We drove home in separate cars. I followed his taillights all the way through the dark.

At the house, my mother was waiting in the continue reading …