My Imaginary HusbandKim Roberts
My husband is the omphalos: he believes when rain falls on him, rain covers the world. That's why, when he looks away, his absence is total, like the blank grey of the sky after a heavy downpour. All his traces disappear: shoes piled in the front entry, hair coiled in the shower drain, the jangle of his ring tone.
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