The Pale Bonsai

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The Pale Bonsai

The mirror in the breakroom did not reflect your face but rather the face of the man who had signed the warrant, and it was this discrepancy, this uncanny slippage of identity, that shattered the ceramic pot on the windowsill before you even moved, the pale bonsai crumbling into a thousand shards of white dust and dead soil that scattered across the linoleum like the snow you had missed for...

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