By Tina Siegel
Turns out he was right. Sometimes something is worse than nothing.
Something is the copy of Anna Karenina he gave you for your one-month anniversary. It’s the Baader-Meinhoff t-shirt he left in your closet and the Scotch that you both love.
It’s the way these things can kneecap you, if you aren’t careful.
Nothing is empty and quiet. It isn’t good, but it isn’t bad, either.
Not that you’d admit it to him, even if you had the chance.
Tina Siegel is a music, animal, and book lover who writes “because she has no choice.”
2 thoughts on “Worse Than Nothing”
I love this. It’s perfect–succinct yet narrative. I truly enjoyed it.
Thanks so much!!