The Pale Bonsai
"Look." The voice was small. It came from the corner. You looked. You saw the box. It was brown. It was taped. It was on the floor. You did not move. Your feet hurt. They always hurt. The shoes were thin. The soles had worn through. You could feel the cold concrete. It seeped into your skin. It seeped into your bone. "Look," the voice said again. You looked. The box opened. A pale thing rose....
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