The Distant Wound

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The Distant Wound

Elias Thorne November 12, 1924 I counted the grains of dust on the windowsill before I counted the breaths of my brother. There were forty-two grains. Samuel took four breaths. The air in the house was thick with the smell of wet wool and the metallic tang of the coal dust that never truly left us. My left arm hung by my side, heavy and cold. The ore fused to the bone did not feel like mine,...

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