The Wistful Silence

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You are eating the ash. It tastes of iron. It tastes of the cold river stone you ground last night. You chew it slowly, deliberately. Your jaw aches. The dust coats your tongue, black and fine. You are a detective. You investigate hunger. You investigate the void in the belly. Margaret watches you. She does not look away. Her eyes are wide, wet, and still. She holds a cup of tea. The liquid is...

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