Sep 15, 2020
3 min read
In the Space Between Stars
A forgotten poem written from inside the closet
It’s not often you come upon a portrait of the person you used to be, but that’s what happened as I was sifting through memorabilia from my high school days this weekend.
My parents are having work done on their house, which required us to move a stack of boxes filled with remnants of my childhood from their…
