JENNIFER BENDERY
Voices
nights, when I was lying in bed
and thought I’d heard something
in the room, I’d nervously open my
eyes to see if it was Kristin standing there smiling, saying something
like, “See? We did it!” I even stood
alone in my kitchen once and, feeling a bit nuts, said out loud to
nobody, “Okay Kristin, I’m ready.
JENNIFER
BENDERY
Give me a sign!” And I waited. And
waited. But nothing happened.
As the months rolled by, I started to worry that maybe Kristin
had sent me a message and I’d
missed it. What if that woman at
the Metro station who’d smiled
and stared at me knowingly had
been her, somehow? What if Kristin had stood next to my bed one
night but it had been the one time
I’d chosen not to open my eyes?
HUFFINGTON
01.12.14
Hundreds of
cairns, little
piles of rocks,
at Samaria
Gorge in
Greece.