I hold up a yellow card. On it is a picture of a cookie with a line down its middle. On one side of the line, the cookie is colored black. On the other side, it isn’t. There’s an arrow that points to the half of the cookie that hasn’t been blackened. “What’s this?,” I […]

It started when we — my mother, brother, and I — moved into an apartment. Up until that point we’d been living with my grandmother, and my mother hadn’t had to be financially responsible for nearly ten years. (In truth, she’d never had to be financially responsible. In truth, she’d never had to be responsible.) […]