Separation Anxiety

by Laura Zigman

Massachusetts drivers. They almost kill you and then correct your Latin.”

barely remembering what it was like to wake up without that sick the-world-as-we-knew-it-is-ending feeling in my stomach because every day it’s clear from the news that the world as we know it is ending.

I’m hoping to find even one avocado that is soft enough to eat tonight, or tomorrow night, or maybe this month, which I know probably isn’t going to happen, since finding an avocado that’s ripe when you want to eat it is nearly impossible.