The Pale Garden

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The Pale Garden

The jar of preserves sat on the kitchen counter, its lid sealed with a wax so perfect it looked less like a closure and more like a geological stratum, a frozen moment of amber preservation that defied the slow, rotting entropy of the autumn outside the window, where the elms shed their leaves in a frantic, rust-colored panic that seemed to mock the sterile, clinical stillness of my own home. I...

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