The Statue of Limitations

Soap sculpture of man and woman

They install the statue in our backyard, so we know how far we are allowed to roam without risk of pursuit. They plant it along the tree line, wielding chisels and pulleys. We watch from the window, the two of us, his hand on my shoulder. If you want me to explain the height of the statue, there’s the fact that my husband can stand under it for a bit of shade, and as you know, he’s quite tall. When I stand directly behind the statue, I disappear, and I’m quite wide these days. […]

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