The Wistful Petal

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The Wistful Petal

The bruise on my left shoulder had turned a shade of violet so deep it looked like a bruise on a bruise, a layered geology of trauma that pulsed in time with the rhythmic, heavy thud of the chandeliers swinging above us, and I stood there, in the center of the ballroom where the marble floor was so polished it reflected the chandelier’s light like a liquid star falling upward, and I felt the...

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