The Faded Bouquet

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The Faded Bouquet

The ink was wet. It was not a metaphor. The archival paper, dry for twenty-six years, glistened with a dampness that should not have existed in the climate-controlled basement of the St. Jude’s Municipal Library. I touched the edge of the 1998 flood ledger. The black type bled, not spreading, but darkening, shifting into a bruised purple that matched the vein in my wrist. My tenure review was...

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