The Faded Photograph
October 12, 2023 The draft is stronger today, a cold tongue licking the back of my neck while I sit at the kitchen table trying to eat a piece of toast that has gone stale in my hand, and I cannot stop looking at the door where Mara should be walking in, because the air in this apartment has developed a weight that is not merely atmospheric but personal, a physical resistance that pushes...
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