The Pale Bonsai
The soil in the pot was dry, a brittle crust of grey-brown that cracked under my fingernail like the surface of a frozen lake, and I watched the fissures widen with a detached clinical precision, knowing that the root system beneath had already surrendered to the desiccation, that the capillary action had ceased long before the leaves turned that specific shade of pale, sickly yellow that...
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