And the Sky Fell Down Around Me
Now he’s the emperor of the stars, and I get to be me.
He’s been up there for just about six years now. For nearly six years, my ex-husband has been a God, and I have gotten to be me.
The transmissions from him are grainy, and the backdrop isn’t grand enough to give off the kind of impression he’d like. It’s too cramped, with duct tape holding the…