The Golden Song

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The Golden Song

The pin went in with a wet click, the gold pricking the skin just below my collarbone, and I felt the hum start low in my molars, a vibration that tasted of copper and old dust. I was forty-two years old, a tenured professor of comparative linguistics at a university that had stopped caring about me the moment my funding dried up, and I was sitting in my mother’s drafty study, trying to secure...

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