My Manager Pressured Me To Change My Testimony Until The Judge Announced An Additional Witness

I stand on the deck of a house my parents once tried to steal and watch children discover the ocean as if it is saying their names for the first time. I know what belongs to me, and I know what does not.

That knowledge is its own kind of freedom.

A while ago I found an old photograph while sorting through a storage cabinet. It was from my college years.continue reading …