Hilary Teachout, my partner and life's companion, died six months ago today, having undergone a long-awaited double lung transplant that failed. I went straight from her deathbed back into lockdown in the apartment in Upper Manhattan that we shared so happily for so long, and have spent nearly all of the time since then in solitude. Her death was the worst thing that has ever happened to me, and I have yet to find my…
SOURCE: ArtsJournal at 07:01AM on October 1, 2020