The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The bread is stale. You break it. The crust cracks. It sounds like a bone. You are in the kitchen. The kitchen is old. Stone walls. Moss on the floor. The light is gray. It comes through the window. There is no sun. There is only the gray. You hold the bread. It is dry. You chew. It tastes like dust. It tastes like time. Your sister is gone. That was yesterday. Or last week. Time is thick here....

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