The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The letter was stained with coffee and trembling hands. It was written on the back of a utility bill. The date was October 14th. The ink was blue, fading at the edges where the paper had been crumpled and smoothed again. My hand is shaking now. I cannot stop it. The cold is in the joints, a deep, structural rot. It starts in the knuckles and moves up the forearm. It feels like the house is...

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