The Pale Altar

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The Pale Altar

You are standing in the kitchen. The linoleum is peeling at the corners, lifting up like dead skin. Your sister, Elise, is sitting at the table. She is cutting an apple. The knife is dull. She pushes through the flesh. Juice runs on the wood. "Sit down, Thomas," she says. You do not sit. You stand by the stove. The radio is on. It is static. A low, white noise. You turn it up. Then down. It is...

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