My 5-Year-Old Niece Whispered, “The Chair Hurts Me”—Then She Showed Me What She Had Hidden Underneath
At eighteen she can take it.
Destroy it.
Donate it to an archive.
Leave it with me.
Whatever.
I no longer think of it as the object that exposed Michael.
It didn’t.
It exposed silence.
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