This is Where We SplitMy head breaks the surface for a drink of air, and I see them:my stepsons coming into my water like divorce-sized bombs.Your voices, air-raid sirens, surround me.Your group of teenage boys swarm the mid-lake boulder:pimpled, hairless chests, too-red lips like vinegary ketchup kisses. They look just like you.I swim out to Continue reading