The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The dream was always the same. I was wearing a coat made of thin, translucent glass. It was beautiful. It was cold. I could see my own ribs through the sleeves, pulsing with a faint, blue light. I was walking through a city that did not exist, a place where the streets were paved with crushed silence and the buildings were built from stacked, unread letters. In the dream, the coat did not...

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