Close Enough to Touch

And then before you know it, you’re on the ground seeing stars and wondering what the hell happened.

But of course I know that relationships don’t dissolve over one event, one fight. It’s a thousand blows delivered over time—uppercuts, jabs, crosses—some you barely even feel.

Children are like snakes—they’re unpredictable

And now, I fear that I’ve become the Boo Radley of my neighborhood.