The Faded Root

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The Faded Root

The coal dust settled on the linoleum in a fine, grey film that I wiped away with my thumb, counting the grains as they rolled off onto the floor, one, two, three, a small arithmetic of loss. My father stood by the door, his coat hanging loose on a frame that had been wider a decade ago, his hands resting on the back of his neck like a man trying to hold up a roof that was slowly caving in. He...

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