The Wistful Grid

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The Wistful Grid

The form was heavy, its cardstock stiff with the damp of the October morning, and I held it in my left hand while my right gripped the pen, the nib scratching against the paper with a sound that seemed too loud in the quiet of the office. It was a transfer request, denied. The ink was black, precise, and final, a bureaucratic line drawn across the path of my brother’s survival. I signed the...

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