The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

March 14, 1998 I have counted the letters forty-two times, and each time the number feels different, as if the ink is breathing in and out of the paper, expanding and contracting with a rhythm that does not match my own. There are thirty-one letters in the box, but the weight of them in my hands is increasing, a heaviness that seems to sink into the joints of my wrists rather than resting on...

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