I suspect the only true answer to pretty much anything is maybe.

Finally, she said, after all these years, I feel truly seen. At this point the problem is, I want to be unseen.

Who’s the asshole, somebody asked, and when he repeated the question I realized he was referring to me.

Realizing gradually, then all of a sudden, all of the stuff that’s never going to happen.

This was the day he realized everything was a bonus.

Teasing an announcement no one is waiting for.

When the pet adoption form reveals itself to be an unexpected inquiry into mortality.

Watching in disbelief as the unthinkable becomes inevitable.

The point at which you realize your pet might outlive you.

(A) resulting from a curational interest in the subject of the photograph; (B) from a formal interest in the photograph itself; (C) from a formal interest in the results of curational interest.

Layers to cover your ruined body, dark glasses for your ruined eyes.