The Importance of Holding Your Tongue

"I was holding on to a limb with arms and legs wrapped around it like it was her in those times when I could forget the others for a little while," he writes. "Even in that moment holding her sweetly there was this other creature inside me who knew a lot more about it but couldn't quite put all the evidence together to speak" The bird's cage sits in the den, his pool table is gone and the cage is sitting in that space. When she keeps the bedroom door open I can see the space at the foot of the bed but not the bed itself. That I can sense to the left just out of sight. And they drive me crazy.