Denise Grollmus’ essay on the disintegration of her marriage to Black Keys frontman Patrick Carney is so achingly beautiful that it’s undoubtedly going to become one of my favorite longreads of 2011. The framing device she uses — that of various objects from their relationship — is so appropriate and painful, a reminder of how much emotion we can attach to things during our ill-fated relationships.
One of the few pieces I’ve read that can bring tears to my eyes. Read it.