The Poet's Last Party

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The invitation arrived on a Thursday, printed on paper so thick it felt like fabric. No stamp, no envelope—just my name, Silas Winterworth, written in a hand so elegant it might have been carved rather than drawn. The address it directed me to was not a hotel or a club but a coordinate: a specific point in Long Island Sound, marked with a time—midnight, Saturday—and a single word: Come. I was...

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