The Distant Cartograph
The crack in your right knee is not a line of pain but a line of light. It is a fracture in the architecture of your body, a seam where the white of the bone shows through the skin like the paper of a map tearing open to reveal the sea beneath. You are sitting in the fluorescent purgatory of the Department of Geographic Integrity, a windowless room on the fourth floor of the municipal annex,...
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